Short Stories

The Monster Outside My Window

There was a monster outside my window last night, glaring through the glass at me with his dull black eyes, trying to scare me away from this house. I could hear his breathing outside my door, heavy and guttural like he was laboring to get the air in and out of his lungs. That's how I knew it was no ordinary monster. And I was right, because as I crept down the hallway towards him with my baseball bat, prepared to end him once and for all, I heard his breathing grow fainter and fainter until finally he wasn’t there anymore.

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