Under the bed

 It happened at night, in the month of March. Yes, I live alone. And, as usual, I read a book in the evening, finished by about eleven o'clock and was going to fall asleep. Well, I decided to pour some water before going to bed, otherwise you never know, so as not to walk at night. My apartment is big enough, and to get to the kitchen, you have to go through the living room, and the light switch is on the other side of the room. Well, I moved blindly, guided by memory. I got to the kitchen, turned on the small light, poured water.

I turn around and the window reflects a girl standing right in front of me, although there is no one there. I think I thought I rubbed my eyes, the girl wasn't missing... I started to get scared... I decided to slowly return to my room. I walk, naturally looking at the reflection in the window, and she follows me. I start to accelerate gradually, almost running out of the kitchen. I hear footsteps... I run into my room, slam the door, prop it up, run and jump into bed, just like when I was a kid.

The door handle twitches a little for just a couple of seconds, I don't know why I didn't turn on the light, but the switch remained next to the door, and it's scary to go back. Then the handle stopped moving, there was a lull, it lasted no more than 5 seconds, then a sharp blow with something sharp on the door, and with unreal force.

I got under the covers and passed out, I don't know how it happened. I wake up in the morning. I stand closer to the bed and notice that there is a knife under the bed, and I have never had such a thing. Well, I was seriously scared, tore some clothes, ran out of the apartment and ran to a friend. As always happens, he didn't believe me, but he refused to spend the night with me. I was in no hurry to return to my apartment myself...