As a writer, I love to write horror stories! This is one of my firsts, I hope you enjoy it. :)
Doctors told me I had sleep paralysis, but I never believed them.
During sleep paralysis, you are unable to move, but I can move, I just never do it from fear that whatever hauls over me every night, will notice that I am awake.
I never see how it looks like, but I always hear his voice. It is deep and grotesque, probably demonic. He speaks in a foreign for me languages.
The smell he carries around is almost unbearable. Smell of blood mixed with burned flesh and sulfur, a lot of sulfur.
I woke up, every night from its voice and then go back to sleep and by the morning it's gone.
Until yesterday night.
Just before sunrise, the creature leaned close to my ear and spoke, "James, I know you are awake and soon it will be time for you to go."
I immediately knew what it meant and why it was here. I was a sinner and he was just a collector, making the final countdown.
This will be my last night, so I want to warn you all. Don't make a deal with the Devil, he will come and take your soul.