(Random story I wrote when I was bored. Possible Creepypasta??)
Eyes black as night's shadows, skin as white as a full moons light, and teeth sharper than knives. It grinned sadistically at me. I have not a clue s to what might this creature, standing before me-no, that's not right...crawling toward me.
I have not a clue as to what this creature, crawling toward me, could be.
I sat still, paralyzed by the utter terror and fear of my own end. Every muscle in my body seemed to stiffen and tense as the creature began to approach me from the shallow darkness of my room. I huddle against the wall that my bed set by, wishing that I could have curled into a tighter ball as if that alone could have saved me. It's grin widened, baring flesh-shredding teeth that had long ago been blood stained. I could hear the anxious taping of it's claws against my wood floor; I could see the hungry intent in it's eyes of ebony. It crawled onto the end of my bed, then sat there. It stared at me, it's grin never faltered nor did it fade. It just stared at me. I could just barely see the outline of it's body; it was small, seeming to be awkwardly in-between the size of a small child and a teenage boy.
After what felt like an eternity, I finally built up enough courage...to speak to it. "What...are you?" I spoke softly, just barely above a whisper.
Even as it seemed impossible, it's grin got just a little wider. It's eyes flashed a deep red. I stared into it's glowing eyes of crimson, unable to break away. "Dear girl, how could you not know what I am?" It spoke with multiple voices that boomed in my ears yet, barely spoke above a whisper. I could hear it...yet, I couldn't. It's sadistic, yet smooth tone of voice echoed with each word, bouncing off the walls of my room.
I shivered a bit, cringing at the echoing of it's voice. I looked back up to peer at the creature but, I soon regretted it. As I looked at it, the clouds had moved from the moon's path, illuminating my room with a pale glow through the window. The creature's flesh was a dark green color, almost black. It had long legs but, short arms. It's hands seemed to be only claws, but, I wasn't sure. It's head seemed...a bit balloon shaped and a bit bigger then it should be. It's grin widened as far as it could possibly go, it's eyes glowing crimson as they widened. It looked like it was the very embodiment of nightmares and fears. It looked at me with crazed hunger and insanity as it lunged at me, growling out four words.
"I am...The End."