The Troll
This story takesplace in a small town called Watsonville. I just got out of theshower, It was about 11:14pm. When i was geting dressed i peredinto the mirror and i notest my eyes were darker so that gave mea little scare.
So i walked quickly to my room, i picked up the phone and calledmy friend. 10 minutes after i called him he came. He asked mewhat i was so afraid of and i told him what happend, then heloughed at me. We got ready to go to sleep.
Right when we were about to go to sleep we were awakened by astrange noise from the closet.My friend got up and turned on thelight. He went to check what the noise from the closet was.Nothingwas there but wene he turned off the lights we heard it again butthis time the door opened. A short troll walked out very slowly,then it stopped and very quickly ran under my bed then my friendstood up and sayed it's under you bed so my stupid ass friendlooked under my bed he started to scream for help but as i wasabout to help him it was to late his eyes were no longer in hisskull they were in the trool's bloody hands. W.A.T.S.O.N.