I thought I was going crazy...

I was sitting in my room and all of the sudden I hear this ticking. I look around in my room and I see nothing. My dad had died a couple years back, so I thought that his ghost has come to see me, or murder me so I could be a ghost with him. At this point I'm terrified, thinking I'm about to die. I'm parelized, I can't move a muscle. I keep my eyes open and stare into my room looking...while I'm looking I grab my phone and text my boyfriend, he was already on his way to my house, to get to my house as fast as he can. I send the text, I start to cry because I'm petrified that I was going to die. I hear the ticking...*tick..tick..tick..tick..* and then it stops...I start to have a panic attack. My fan knocks over a paper onto the ground right by my feet, I swear to god I fainted for a couple of seconds. I think 3 minutes pass bye and then I start to hear the ticking again...*tick..tick..tick..tick..* I wake up but I don't open my eyes at this point my boyfriend rushes in and talks to me,l. I open my eyes and I stare at him...he walks over to me and asked me what's wrong, I rush over to his arms and I tell him what happened and he tells me to look at my wrist. I looked down at my wrist and I see a watch on my hand. I start laughing/crying because I hyped myself up, thinking I was about to be freaking murdered by my dad because he wanted to join me.

The dad also used to make watches and clocks for their family

o.o

This is just a story that I made up...*wink wink*

Anybody else have creepy fiction, or non-fiction, storys?

here is one from some years back...I changed some letters around...lol.  At work one day I asked a co-worker to give me one word and i'd write a story. 

THERE THEY WERE.  ALL 4 OF THEM.  WAITING FOR ME TO GIVE THEM WHAT THEY WERE GETTING PAID FOR.  WHEN THEY FIRST SAW ME, IT SEEMED I INTERRUPTED THEIR LAUGHTER OR CHATTER BECAUSE EVERY ONE OF THEM JUST FROZE AND GLARED THROUGH THE DIRTY SMUDGED UP WINDOWS.  “FACKIN GREASERS”.  I THOUGHT, “THEY FACK WITH MY SHIT, I WILL FACK THEM UP”.  IF THEY COULD HEAR ME OVER MY V-12 THAT’S PURRING LIKE A BLACK PUSSY CAT PURRS WHEN SHE IS RUBBING AGAINST MY LEG; THEY WOULD HEAR ME GROWLING.  READY TO FACK THEM UP.

JUST THEN, ONE OF THEM WAVES ME IN.  MUST BE THEIR LEADER.  OK, I WILL PLAY THEIR GAME.  I PULL RIGHT IN, SIZING EACH ONE UP JUST IN CASE I NEED TO FACK THEM UP.  A SHORTER STOCKY BUILD FELLA COMES OVER WITH A FACKING CLIPBOARD.  WHAT THE FACK.  THEY HAVE A CHECKLIST FOR ME? A CHECKLIST FOR WHAT WEAPONS WILL NOT WORK?!  I ROLL MY WINDOW DOWN…”WHAT THE FACK YOU WANT?!” I SAY CALMLY.  HE STEPS BACK A BIT, STARTLED, I THEN SMACK THE CLIPBOARD OUT OF HIS HANDS, GRAB HIS GREASED UP SHIRT, PULL HIM CLOSE THEN WHISPER IN HIS EAR, “I WILL FACK YOU UP IF YOU EVEN ATTEMPT TO USE ANY OF THOSE WEAPONS ON THAT CHECK LIST OF YOURS”.  BY THIS TIME, THE BIGGEST ONE OF THEM ALL (WHICH WASN’T THAT BIG) PUT HIS HANDS ON THE HOOD OF MY CAR TRYING TO GIVE ME HIS BEST MAD DOG STARE.  “FACKIN P***Y”.  HE STARTS MOTIONING AT ME WITH HIS HANDS.  HE WANTS SOME OF THIS?! OK, I’M GONNA FACK HIM UP.  AS I’M ABOUT TO STEP OUT OF MY SWEET SWEET RIDE TO RIP HIS THROAT OUT, HE SAYS, “CAN CHU POP UP DA HOOD?”     ……OH.    …..

“FACKING HISPANICS AS AUTOMOBILE MECHANICS”  . 

****The word was "mechanic"****

Whoa...

What the heck was that?!

Well it was a story. 

A fairly good one too, thanks 👍

sure!  It was on a whim.  Basically the same as no back spacing.  no rough drafts, no edits.  ha.  purely out of boredom. 

Oh really cottonsock? Well let's hear what you have to say

I don't see why so many people hate cottonsock.

Dog lovers?