Debajo de mi cama Esp-Eng

 [Fuente]([https://pixabay.com/es/photos/beb%C3%A9-juguet%C3%B3n-curioso-7815634/) Desde que llegamos a aquella antigua casa, no lo podía creer, pensaba que era yo que estaba imaginando, estaba muy pequeña y no lograba entender que estaba pasando. Todo comenzó aquella noche lluviosa dormía en mi habitación, cuando el rechinar de la puerta me despertó, mire a todos lados pero solo pude ver un rastro de pisadas que se movían por toda la habitación. Sabia que era él que merodeaba mi habitación, me acechaba, me hacía sentir tanto miedo, no sabía que era, solo se que cada noche se metía debajo de mi cama y la removía. Escuchaba su respiración, su olor fétido era inigualable, siempre pensé que era mi imaginación pero la verdad no lo era, era ese ser maligno que deseaba apoderarse de mí. Yo no la veía, yo la sentia debajo de mi cama eso se ocultaba entre las sombras de mi miedo aterrador que lo alimentaba y yo sin poder hacer nada, sea lo que sea ese ser me consumía. Aún no se que pudo ser, que había debajo de mi cama, que quería y que buscaba, al parecer ese era su escondite favorito, dónde me podía acechar y despertarme cada noche a la misma hora.. > ! [English] > # Under my bed >From the moment we arrived at that old house, I couldn't believe it. I thought I was imagining things. I was very young and couldn't understand what was happening. > >It all started that rainy night. I was sleeping in my room when the creaking of the door woke me up. I looked everywhere but could only see a trail of bugs moving around the room. > >I knew it was him prowling around my room, stalking me, making me feel so scared. I didn't know what it was, I just knew that every night it would get under my bed and shake it. > >I could hear its breathing, its foul smell was unmistakable. I always thought it was my imagination, but the truth is it wasn't. It was that evil being that wanted to take over me. > >I couldn't see it, but I could feel it under my bed, hiding in the shadows of my terrifying fear that fed it, and I couldn't do anything about it. Whatever that being was, it was consuming me. > >I still don't know what it could have been, what was under my bed, what it wanted, and what it was looking for. Apparently, that was its favorite hiding place, where it could stalk me and wake me up every night at the same time. Original content authored by me [Traductor](https://www.deepl.com/translator)