Short Horror Stories

Ever since I started my job in the city, I would have to drive home late at night to my parents house, and wake up early for work. It made me feel exhausted and I haven't been very productive at all. My supervisor warned me that they would have to replace me if I continued that way. So I decided to buy an apartment near my work. My parents agreed, of course since they knew that it would be best that way. My first day at my apartment wasn't that bad and I don't really have a lot of stuffs so it didn't take me that much to finish unpacking. By the end of the night, I felt lonely. It might be just a temporary thing though since I never really parted from my family ever since I was young. I will get use to this. I fell asleep around 9, the longest I had since the day I became an a.d.u.l.t. I went to work earlier than I should have and finished my job early. It went on for days and my supervisor even praised me for it. On my fourth day here, I got to meet some of my neighbors and they were all very friendly. That's not something to be worried about I know but there's this certain old lady on the second floor that always stares intently at me. I didn't really mind it at all until a few days later when I started having her in my dreams. In my dream, she was outside my room. I didn't really know how I would have known of that detail from inside my room but dreams are dreams, and it somehow just makes me feel uncomfortable whenever she's around. The next day I had similar dreams, she was inside my room this time though. Just an inch close from my door. Today was a lot more creepier. She was standing in the foot of my bed staring. I can't help but feel really creeped out since I noticed that each time in my dream, she just keeps on getting closer to me. I wanted to call my parents about it but I didn't want them to get worried. So I spend another night in my place, and my hunch wasn't wrong, in my dream, the old woman was standing near my bedside with a wide grin. I forced myself to wake up and found out that I wasn't actually dreaming.