text: I can’t sleep. I’m staring at the ceiling watching the fans blades slowly rotate. I roll to my side and see my wife fast asleep. My eyes start to grow heavy as I drift off to sleep. My breathing begins to get slower and the world starts to fade to sleep. I feel some time pass. There is a loud thumping sound from downstairs. My eyes pop wide open. I still hear the thumps from below. I quickly stumble out of bed grabbing my phone and pocket knife to go downstairs to go explore the source. I often hear random disturbances at night. I live in a neighborhood that many would call “a bad neighborhood”, crime is not uncommon here. I begin walking down the stairs, I can see where I am going because we keep a downstairs light on every night. The light softly illuminates the shadows from the kitchen. The entire time I walk, my ears are listening for any disturbances, for any sounds that are alien. I turn the corner at the bottom of the stairs that leads into the kitchen. No signs of life. Our old grandfather clock ticks methodically in the background, as it does every night. I make my way to the back door and glance out the window to the back porch. As I flip the flood lights on, illuminating the backyard, I see a quick dash of movement. An animal scutters running from the light, a raccoon. I let out a sigh of release. For some reason I still I feel on edge, but I can’t find anything out of place. I go back upstairs and get back into bed, the fan blades still spinning. I begin to start falling back asleep. In my sleepy haze I feel a weight lift off the bed, I roll over to face the bedroom door. I see my wife go to the bathroom, the light slightly shines through the crack in the door. My eyes begin to get heavy again. I see her figure walk back to the bed, I feel the pressure back on the other side of the mattress. I start falling back to sleep... I notice the lights glow is still on.... “Honey I think you left the light on” I say mildly in my half sleep. “What, did you say something?’ I hear her voice from the bathroom. Adrenaline surges through me, I am not longer feeling asleep. My hair stands on my neck. I am fully awake now. I still feel the pressure on the other side of the bed. My breathing begins to pick up a little as my body tenses, preparing myself to turn around and look. My mind flashes back to the disturbance from earlier in the night.... There is pressure on the bed... Who is in bed with me? \ If you liked that, check out my subreddit . I am a novice writer and love feedback. My first attempt all Horror, all feedback welcome.