@scary.stories.js4u: I was sleeping over at my friend Kayla’s house with our friends Mia and Jordan. It was supposed to be a normal sleepover—junk food, scary videos, talking about people from school, the usual. Kayla’s parents had gone to bed around midnight, leaving us downstairs in her room. By 2:17 AM, we were still awake, half watching some horror movie with the volume low because her mom kept texting us to be quiet. At some point, there was a soft knock on the bedroom door. Three slow taps. Kayla groaned. “What?” Her little sister, Emma, cracked the door open. She looked half asleep, holding her stuffed rabbit. “Can I sleep in here?” she whispered. Kayla rolled her eyes. “Fine. Whatever.” Emma shuffled in without saying anything else and curled up under a spare blanket in the corner of the room, facing the wall. We went back to talking, but something felt weird. Emma usually never stayed quiet. She was the kind of kid who asked a million questions. Jordan even whispered, “She’s being creepy.” Then Kayla’s phone buzzed. A text from her mom. Why are you girls still awake? You woke Emma up crying. Kayla frowned and typed back. She’s literally in here with us. A few seconds later: No she isn’t. She’s asleep in my bed. We all stared at the message. “Very funny,” Mia said, but nobody laughed. Kayla stood up immediately and yanked the blanket off the figure in the corner. Nothing. Just pillows. All carefully arranged underneath. Jordan screamed. At that exact moment, we heard footsteps running upstairs. Fast. Like a child. Kayla called for her mom, but before anyone answered, we heard something else. Scratching. Slow scratching. From under the bed. Mia backed into me so hard I almost fell. “Tell me that’s your dog,” she whispered. Kayla didn’t have a dog. The scratching stopped. Then a tiny voice came from under the bed. “Kayla…” It sounded exactly like Emma. “Can you check for monsters?” Kayla was crying now, shaking her head. Then we heard her mom scream upstairs. Her dad started yelling. Doors slammed. Footsteps running. Kayla opened the bedroom door to run out, but something slammed against the other side. Hard. Like someone—or something—had thrown itself into it. Then silence. A text came from Kayla’s mom. LOCK THE DOOR. DO NOT LET EMMA IN. Right after that— A tiny knock. Three taps. And Emma’s voice from the hallway. “Kayla? Mom said I can sleep in here.” Then the scratching started again. Still coming from under the bed. #fyp #viral #scarystories #scarytiktoks #scary

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