Roaring winds banged angrily against the window while Bobby lay awake, staring at the flickering lights. He felt as if someone was watching him.

Tap… tap…

Bobby thought it was just the wind. But the tapping continued.

His fear grew stronger.

Suddenly, Bobby’s body went cold and the lights went black.

A masked figure holding a knife appeared. It let out an eerie laugh and then vanished.

The next day, Bobby thought that if he went to the beach, he would be safe. But he was wrong. The figure appeared again, smiled at him, and vanished once more.

When Bobby returned home, he froze. The same masked figure was standing there.

Slowly.

Silently.

Walking towards him.

Bobby’s heart pounded.

This time, he knew he couldn’t escape.

Author: Vihaan Singh, 10 years old (written as a part of BTB’s first horror writing cohort)