Hello friend @jznsamuel, I want to share a story that makes me very scared. I have always been a bit afraid to get into the bathtub with the house alone, my story is called the bathroom:
That night I could not sleep in my room, I was sure it was full of bugs, cockroaches, spiders, flies, mosquitoes and mice.
Better to sleep on the sofa with a blanket although it was uncomfortable, I felt a bit of comfort in sleeping in that spartan way, it was nothing more than a self-punishment that soothed my soul and let me get into my dreams.
I was suddenly awakened by a noise, rhythmic noise, glub, glub, glub, drops of water. Are there leaks in the roof? I turned on the light and saw no, there everything was normal. No, it was not raining any more, the night was totally quiet, silent, then I realized that they were drops of water that could be heard in the bathroom.
Anyone there? Ask with a little credible voice. After saying it I felt a little silly. There is no one, there can not be anyone, I am alone at home. Nobody is going to return. I got up to turn off the tap so he would stop bothering me. I went into the bathroom and turned on the light, I saw that all my clothes were lying in the bathtub and I had left it hanging on the hanger. I was all wet, everything had turned a single color, red as blood, seeing that I ran out of the bathroom and the door closed, I felt that an evil force threw me into the bathtub and as I could try to leave, but I started to feel that it burned and disintegrated my whole body I started screaming and everything was in vain I could just get out of the bathtub to watch my body bleed to death on the bathroom floor
