Dont trust those you are left alone with.
To start off im really small and i live with 2 tall beings. These beings are really nice and have let me live with them for 4 months now. Everyday was fun always minding myself and whenever i said i was hundry or thirtsy they got me food and water, they would even play with me and pick me up. I was very curious of the place i was in because it was so big but there was a door i wasnt aloud to go through because they would get upset. This week they had another being come in and stay for a couple days. The being was also fun to play with but that was until the orginal 2 beings were still in the place we stayed. Once they left its like the being left alone with me looked sinister and up to no good but i didnt pay any attention because i was playing with a noisy toy. I tried playing with this being and he grabbed me, held me in its long arms and as we were having fun he put me in a place that was really cold. I didnt understand what was going on and was scared due to it being pitch black and cold. Inside this really small area i tried pushing open the way that opened but it wouldnt budge and i ceyied out and after was seemed like forever this thing let me out and was scared. So i ran away into a different part of this huge place somewhere hoping this thing wouldnt find me. Ill never forget the smile it had on its face when i came out. I found a place to hide and me feeling safe i chose to try and sleep but as i fell asleep it found me and picked me up in its arms and i cried out hoping the other 2 would here me. This time the thing put me into a smaller cold box but this was different. It was colder and slippery were i stepped but the way out was more loose and i was strong enough to push it open and cried out as i did. But what i didnt realise till the 3rd time i tried to leave, this being was stairring at me and seemed to be enjoying the fact i was being stuck in here as if he knew he was hurting me and didnt care. His laugh was so disheartening and knew that i thought all hope is lost and he was getting off on this as he shut the door for good on me. In this box its so cold i felt my feet hurt because of how cold it was and tried to keep crying out for the other 2 to save me. I thoight this was the end for me and as soon as i stopped crying out the door opened wide and i ran out but limping due to the cold and freezing my limbs somewhat. I looked at the being and it was happy in joy. It was so messed up the look of its face still haunts me till this day. I hid underneath were the othwr 2 beings would put the things they wore in and didnt come out till they got back. I saw them come back and i cried with joy and stayed away from the being that hurt me and they knew somwthing was wrong. Im jist glad that, thay thing left and hasnt returned since. All i know is if that thing comes back im making sure im not left alone with it ever again.
Submitted May 22, 2019 at 12:58PM by PJS1299