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Every night at 302 the scratching starts behind my bedroom wall always the same spot always three scratches then silence then three more I tried moving my bed but now it's coming from the ceiling right above my pillow getting louder closer tonight I swear I saw fingers.

Mamma, where are you? It is so dark and I am getting scared. You were supposed to stay and protect me from the shadows. I am hurting so much and I just want to come home. Please, mamma, come save me before I am lost forever.

I never meant to find that box in my grandmother's attic. It was just sitting there, covered in dust, with my name scratched into the lid. Inside were dozens of photos of me sleeping - all taken through my bedroom window. That's when I realized why she always insisted I keep my curtains open.

Have you heard about the elevator at Memorial Hospital in Chicago? Every night at 2:43 AM, it stops at the nonexistent 8th floor. Security cameras show doors opening to an empty hallway from 1954, when the hospital was only six stories tall. Nobody who steps out ever returns.

Late at night, the phone rang and a voice whispered my full name. I hung up, shaking, only to hear the same voice coming from the baby monitor in the next room. I live alone, and I realized someone had been watching me through the window for weeks.

Why are you looking under the bed? I'm not there anymore. I'm in your closet now, giggling in the dark. Can you hear me? Listen closer... closer... I love playing these games with you.

You always tell me to share my toys with my sister, but when she takes my stuff without asking, you don't say anything to her. And when I try to tell you about it, you're like "not now" or "stop complaining." It's not fair!

Late one night, you hear a whisper coming from your closet, calling your name. You live alone and your doors are double-locked. As you slowly reach for the handle, you realize the voice isn't coming from inside the closet, but from right behind you.