🔪 Whispers Under the Bed 👣
Ron hated sleeping in complete darkness. Ever since he was a kid, he’d always kept a dim night light on. When he moved into his cousin’s old house for a few weeks, he did the same — a small yellow light glowing beside his bed.
On his second night, just as he was drifting off, he heard it — a soft whisper from under the bed.
“Ron… are you awake?”
He froze. The voice sounded like his own.
Convincing himself it was a dream, he leaned over the side of the bed and whispered, “Who’s there?”
The voice whispered back, trembling, “Ron… there’s someone on your bed.”
His blood ran cold. Slowly, he looked up — and saw a pale figure lying next to him, grinning ear to ear.
He tried to scream, but the figure pressed a cold hand to his mouth and whispered,
“Shh… or he’ll hear us under the bed.”
The next morning, the neighbors complained about constant whispering noises from Ron’s room —
but when they opened the door, the bed was empty.
Only a faint whisper remained:
“Ron… your turn now.”
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