Kotatsu

Author: Ukari

To say here is far, and to call yonder nearby. Stories on the edge of the every day, strange tales you may or may not be moved by. Strange, curious, fantastic stories told by me, you, him and her. There are many stories but they’re all concluded within a single page, each story around 200 to 1200 characters in length, a short story collection you can easily read. Please enjoy them. Updated every Saturday at 6pm.

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New Years. I put a small legless chair under the kotatsu and kicked back to read a book.
I rearranged my legs while turning the pages. As I did I felt something touch my foot, despite the fact I was sitting there alone.
It was probably just my dog crawling under there again. I kicked at him and then I felt something grab onto my leg.

It grabbed on and pulled me.
Holding on to the back of the chair I was pulled down so hard that I was lying down looking up at the roof. It kept pulling me down further under the kotatsu, right up to my stomach.
While letting out a scream I crawled out from the kotatsu, grabbed a nearby rice cracker tin lid and lifted the blanket.

But there was nothing there.

 

Original Japanese

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