Summer night

This story happened about a week ago. The summer holidays have begun. My dad worked the night shift, and my mom slept peacefully in her room. As usual, I was in touch and listening to music. A cat was sleeping at my feet, but a loud knock on the door made her jump up and run into the hallway. I looked at the time, it was 2:15 (plus or minus 5 minutes) Without thinking twice, I got up and went to the front door. Everything seemed to quiet down behind her, but I went up anyway and asked urgently: "WHO?" "but no one answered me.".I shrugged and went back to my room. I collapsed on the bed, picked up my laptop and continued to sit in the room.

As soon as I turned on the music again, the knocking started again, and at that moment I was really scared..I shut the door to the room tightly so that I wouldn't hear any knocks. But the sounds kept getting louder and louder, and soon the knocking became so loud that I couldn't stand it, slammed the laptop shut and headed for the hallway. I turned on the light and walked slowly to the door..I wanted to look through the peephole, but I didn't dare. Once again, in raised tones, I said: "WHO?!" - but in response, no one answered me again. I quietly closed the second door and slid down the wall to the floor..I wrapped my arms around my knees and buried my face in them. I sat in silence for a while, not noticing anything, but a terrible slurping sound coming from the kitchen made me shudder.

I tried to get up, but my legs gave out and I collapsed to the floor..I continued slurping, my heart shrank to an incredible size, I crawled to my room, but out of the corner of my eye I noticed some kind of creature in the kitchen..I turned my head and screamed at the horrific sight..There was some kind of ugly creature sitting on the floor, his face looked like it had been burned, his bones were bulging out, and a red liquid, very similar to blood, was flowing from his mouth...I covered my mouth with my hand and sobbed. I sat there covering my mouth and rocking back and forth.

I don't remember what happened next, but I remember that my mom woke me up in the morning, I was lying on the floor in the hallway. She asked me what I was doing here and where our cat was. I looked fearfully at the kitchen and did not answer her. Everything was clean.. I got up and trudged to my room, fell on the bed and sobbed loudly..

I haven't seen Manka (the cat) since..And this creature never appeared again.