There he was, staring at his old torn school

There he was, staring at his old torn school notebook, it’s been 20 years, and he knew that that drawing of the monster he made as a child is still inside, but... dare he opens it?

He reaches the cover page. opens it and there was it the monster. Coming back to life. after all those years.

It was just a couple of inches tall, and yet he can't seem to get rid of it. He finally decided to burn it, only to wake up the next morning to see it sitting on his desk.

As days went by, all his attempts in getting rid of it were unsuccessful. No matter what he did, the THING was always turning up somewhere around him. He was growing restless.

however the man did not give up he looked for help starting from his family then to his close friends to the police and even his coworkers, but hope was with THEM only

His heart is beating louder than his thoughts, as the world around him spun. Mixing the red and blue lights flashing from afar. as they came closer, everything around him went dark

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was in an unfamiliar room. The door creaked open. Frightened, he kept quiet and tried to hear what was outside. Who he saw mortified him completly

He can’t remember who he saw. Then suddenly the door opend and abig old man with dark eyes and broken tethes. I don’t now what’s going on and i was scared. Then he didn’t say all

I can hear the sound of my heart beating rapidly. he did was stare I ran out into the woods as I felt branches of the trees cutting my arms, as drops of blood sprinkled on my