Ever since Sarah was a little girl; she hated sleeping in her room. Her younger brother Jake used to sleep in the room upstairs at the end of the hall, but complained after three months after moving in that there was a monster in the closet. He refused to sleep in the room so Sarah's parents made them switch. She was fifteen at the time so she was expected to be more adult, but it wasn't long before she started hearing noises and couldn't stand the room either. After only a week, she started sleeping on the couch and kept doing so until she moved out when she was eighteen.
Sarah was now twenty two years old and had been living in an apartment. She was recently fired from her job because they couldn't afford all of their employees. After she lost her job she couldn't afford her apartment and had to move back in with her parents. Luckily, her parents were going on a trip to an uncle's cabin and were taking her little brother with them. She would have the house all to herself for the whole week. Hopefully it would be enough time for her to find a new job.
Sarah used her key to get into the house and dropped the bulk of her luggage on the floor as she entered. The house was dark and she had to feel around for the light switch. When she finally got it on she took a moment to look around. The house looked relatively the same as when she had left it, except her parents had already put up the Halloween decorations since it would be a week away when they got back. She wished she could have at least seen them off, but they needed to get there before dark and she had a long drive to the house.
She pulled her luggage over to the couch and dumped it there until she got more settled in. She needed to check out her old room to see if she was going to crash in it for the week. She moved quickly up the stairs, turning on the lights as she went. She remembered being afraid of the room when she was younger, but she had pushed those thoughts aside. She didn't believe in monsters or ghosts. She finally got to her room and found the door shut tightly. She figured no one had probably gone in it for some time. She put her hand on the knob and it squeaked as she turned it. The door was heavy and the joints were rusted and badly needed oil. As she opened the door a large shadowy figure dropped from the ceiling and screamed in her face.
She had just about had a heart attack as she jumped several feet back and looked with wide eyes at the figure floating in front of her. It was a plastic skeleton with a large black cape and a motion sensor inside one of its eye holes. "Damn It Jake!" she shouted in response to her brother's prank. She was just glad he wasn't there to see how well it had worked. She should have been expecting it; she had lived with him before.
She let out a sigh and pulled the decoration down. She turned the light on to find the room recently cleaned and the bed made for her. She smiled that her family had done such a nice gesture and she wasn't even there to see them leave. She dragged all her bags up stairs and into the room. It had been a long drive; it wouldn't hurt to go to bed early. Sarah started to strip when she heard the closet door begin to creak. Her head quickly darted to it.
She was now only in her bra and panties. She carefully walked over to the closet door and grabbed the handle; she prepared herself for another house warming gift left behind by her brother. She gently opened it to find the closet empty; there was nothing beside a random coat hanger sitting on the floor. She let out another sigh and closed it. She lay on her bed with a health bar from one of her bags and chewed it while she thought about what she was going to do for a job. She relaxed more; she slid her underwear off and started to rub her clit. She needed a little stress relief. She finished the health bar and slid a finger from her newly free hand to inside of her.
