That Horror Night (Short Story) ✔️

Part 4

That night the pacing footsteps continued until voices joined the unseen march and my bedroom swelled with the glowing warmth of a campfire. Against the bedroom 's moonlit darkness, images flickered, emerging in jerks and shudders like an old film reel.

" It's just my imagination, " i panted, the hands of fear clasping tighter around my throat. I squeezed my weeping eyes shut and tucked the sheet tight over my head.

" Ha! You look like you've seen a ghost, " a deep voice joked...