Scales [creepypasta]

 I sat up in bed. I kept hearing noises in my attic. I started hearing them a few weeks ago but never paid attention to it. I thought it was the house settling. I got out of bed fixed the bottom of my pajama pants and my spaghetti strap top and got my flashlight. I walked to the opening of my attic my bare feet making a creek noise with each step. I focused the beam of light on my flashlight on the attic door. I pulled the handle down and started up the stairs.

 The noises got louder and louder and louder! Soon I was in the attic. I looked around. Their was nothing that could make so much noise. Everything was as still as a rock. I chuckled 'it was my imagination! silly me!' I thought. Then I heard something in the corner. It was a laugh. Who would be in my attic? I had no idea until it stepped in front of the window that was the only thing giving out light. I examined it.

 It had dark purple scaly skin. It had long sharp black nails. I looked at it feet. It had dull gray sharp toe nails. I also noticed it had a green Mohawk running down from the top of it's head to it's shoulders. I looked into it's ghost blue eyes. I wanted to run but there I was. Frozen in fear.

 It grinned insanely at me exposing it's sharp yellow teeth. After that it laughed darkly and deeply. "This is the end of you my dear." It said with it's dark raspy voice. After that it ran towards me I stepped back and I fell down the attic stairs. I felt something straddling on top of me holding my wrists above my head. I opened my eyes and met the eyes of that thing. It licked me from my chin to my forehead with it's long sharp tongue. It dug it's claws into my wrists. I screamed in pain. After that I saw my life flash before my eyes and died.