THE STRANGER
By: Amaya Jenna
Tags: Creepy Story, UK, Storytelling, Unusual, Stories

THE STRANGER

Every time it rained in the uk, Matt could never be able to see much through the heavy sheets of drops, but he wished he could. Matt always knew that there was a strange creature down in that dark long tunnel. He was always curious about what was down there but he never had the courage to. Every rainy evening, there was someone at the end of the street. With a chilly wind on his face. Matt always felt uncomfortable when this strange shadow watched him walk back to his house. Before Matt entered through the front door of his house, he leaned out as far as possible, and squinted to see better. But whoever it was, they were always just out of view. Matt wasn’t sure if he was afraid but he certainly was uneasy. As the days went by, Matt noticed the shadow was getting closer, only by a few steps. The situation grew more and more and eventually Matt had the urge to mention it to his mother explaining that this peculiar stranger stalked him back to his house every night after school. Matt’s mum admired her son, and Matt had a strong imagination and she blessed him for that.

Every night when it was Matt’s bedtime his mother tucked him in assuring him that he would be fine, Matt would still wonder who it was. Some nights it would keep him up all night because he felt very unsafe even in his own house.

One horrid evening Matt was extremely startled to find the stranger was even closer than ever. He was now on the pavement on Matt’s side of the road. The rain was getting heavier and heavier by the minute. It smashed on the roof above him relentlessly. An enormous boom of thunder and a sharp flash of lightning hit above Matt’s head on the roof.

Matt’s heart stopped, the terror flashed before his eyes. He zoned out for a few seconds and finally came back to life. Rubbing his eyes relentlessly he noticed the shadow was even closer and this time he could see the shadow properly for a moment. Without blinking, the stranger gazed at Matt. Suddenly another sharp flash of lightning pierced Matts eyes making him unable to see. Matt was frightened to open his eyes because he knew the shadow had come closer, he was now at Matt’s bedroom window looking towards Matt. The head of the stranger tilted back at an angle towards him, as Matt stared back, Matt recognised the face. It was the face of his own mother! His blood froze, he was petrified and very confused with this unusual behavior.

She was staring back at him through the pouring rain and dark, her mouth opened and she screamed the house down. Matt panicked and leaped out of bed and dashed to the corner of his room, hiding underneath a small wooden table. A little tear dripped down his cheek. Matt was shaken to his core. After some time Matt knew he had to get out from the corner of the room sooner or later but he was too frightened. A while after Matt had the courage to stand up and head to the window to see if IT, his mother was still there. He crept over to notice she had gone. Matt was struggling to comprehend what he had just seen.

Was it a ghost? But it couldn’t have been because his mother is alive. All of a sudden Matt raced out his bedroom dashed up the stairs to find his poor mum on the bathroom floor covered with blood. She had no colour to her face, He went down on his knees and looked her in the eyes and knew she was long gone.