22 Dec I Told You To Smile
“I Told You To Smile”Written by Robert Cherry Edited by Craig Groshek Thumbnail Art by Craig Groshek Narrated by Sky Fortinski
⏰ ESTIMATED READING TIME — 2 minutes
It was the 2nd of January, 2:04 AM. I woke up to a knocking on the door. One knock every three seconds. I slipped on my slippers and walked down the stairs. As I walked down, the knocking on the door got faster, almost like a heartbeat. When I got to the door, the knocking stopped. I looked outside and nobody was there.
I went back up to my room and went back to bed, thinking it was just some kids playing a prank. At 4:21 AM, I woke up to the front door slamming shut. I jumped, terrified. I looked over at my frosted window to find “smile” written all over it in the frost. I grabbed my phone, which was next to me, ready to call 9-1-1, only to find a message written on it, which read, “I told you to smile.” I cried and ran for my life, running outside.
As soon as I got outside, I sprinted to my neighbor’s house across the road, and I knocked on their door. They answered and held me while I sobbed. They phoned the police. At exactly 5:42, following an extensive search of my house, the police came to next door to see me. They told me there had been no evidence at all to suggest that anyone other than me had been in the house. The messages on the window were gone, same with my phone. They told me to get some sleep and advised me to see the doctor about stress and anxiety problems. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! I knew that what happened to me was real.
The following evening, after spending the day at my neighbor’s, I went home. I went up to my bedroom and set up a camera. It was aimed at my bedroom door and my bed. I set it to record and went to sleep. Thankfully, I slept through the night. However, as I watched the footage, I couldn’t believe what I saw.
At exactly 3 AM, something crawled out from under my bed. It resembled an anorexic man, and it had no clothes on. He…it…whatever it was, stood up and looked at me lying there on the bed. It did so for another hour, not moving at all. Then it moved. It walked over to the camera until its face took up the whole shot. It was extremely pale and had bulging veins all over its head. Its eyes were completely black, and it had a huge smile on its face. It continued staring at the camera for another two hours, not blinking, just slightly twisting its head every now and again.
After two hours had passed, the thing walked back over to my bed and crawled back underneath. I skipped the video forward until it showed me getting up and walking over to the camera. The video finished. I was frozen with fear. The video showed him going back under, but not leaving. Whatever it was, it was still there.