The Hand

One night, I and my family were sleeping. But a while I woke up from my sleep, I started to see a movie. While watching the movie, I heard a strange noise and I thought that the noise was coming from the kitchen but when I checked in the kitchen nobody was found.

I went to the bed and slept again. After a while I heard the same noise and I realized that the sound was coming from under my bed. I was too scared and I looked down and saw a hand. The hand pulled me down and tried to harm. Before it was going to attack me I screamed and ran towards to my sister for a help, but she was in a deep sleep It came to me closer and closer and I was scared enough and faint off.

The next morning I saw myself on my bed. I was asking myself that in the last night I faint and slept on the floor but now how I am sleeping on my bed? I ran to the living room and called my parents and told them the whole story that happened at the last night. My parents were not believing me and called me a fool who dreams such stupid things and I was too sad as my parents were not believing in my words and they started to tease me.

After a week, I had a good sleep and was not scared about the strange noise and the hand. But I was thinking the hand which tried me to harm. I tried to recollect it but I couldn't. Everyday my family teases me. I was too angry about it and started to fight with my family. One night the wind blew so strongly that the trees made eerie sound. Because of the eerie sound I got scared and I couldn't sleep. After few minutes, I heard the same strange sound. I was sure that the noise was coming from the kitchen. I took my phone for taking the video so that I can show to my family and prove them that I was not wrong.

I looked at the kitchen but nobody was there. Then I felt that someone was present in my room so I went back to my room and looked in but nobody was there. When I realized that no one was present, i slept again. Suddenly, the noise, the same STRANGE noise was coming under my bed. I was much scared. I looked down the bed then suddenly the hand, which tried to harm me, pulled me off. I forgot to take my phone which was needed for the proof. The hand tried me to attack me with his knife which it had. The hand made a cut on my left arm and I started to cry and I again faint off.

The next morning I saw myself again on my bed. This time I didn't went to share the story that happened last night to my parents because I did not have any proof and I knew that they would tease me again. Suddenly, I saw dry blood on my left arm and I remembered that the hand had made a cut on my left arm. I ran to the living room and I told the whole story and showed my left arm to my family.

This time my family believed in my words and understood that I was not telling lie. Suddenly my mother asked me "Do you remember the hand which attacked you?"I replied "Yes, I know. As she showed her hand I woke up from my dream!