Running, that's all you could do, is run. It was raining; you were running through the streets of your hometown. You couldn't stop. You just couldn't stop. You don't want to suffer. You just want to be safe. You look behind you to see no one there. You sighed quietly and found an old house to hide in. You quickly run in, not wanting that THING to get you. You carefully walk in. As you walk in you can already tell that something was wrong. You look around the old house. There were old pictures, dust everywhere, and holes in the old looking walls. You shake your head trying to get yourself to focus. You hear a strange chuckle from outside. A shiver went down your spine. That chuckle…you couldn't stand that chuckle. You quickly ran up the noisy steps and looked for a room to hid in. You hear the front door open from under you. You tried to stay calm so you quickly found a room. You look around for a moment to see it was a boy's room. You look on the bed to see it had blood on it and was used to draw a smiley face on the wall. You look at it in horror. Why…? Why would someone do this? Was this boy crazy? You didn't have time to think about that because you heard slow foot steps walking up the steps. You start to whimper, but you found a closet near by. You get in that closet and shut the door quietly. You waited for that THING to leave. You hear the door open quietly and then you hear slow, deadly foot steps walking around the room. You shake a little and bite your bottom lip. You whimper quietly. The thing chuckled again. You cried a little. No, No, just go away. Please go away! Just go! Then the footsteps stop. You wondered if that thing left. You stayed there for a moment to scare to check, when suddenly the closet door was yanked open. The thing stared at you with a smirk. "You cant out run me…but I can kill you." He brings the knife to your neck and kept his smirk. "Your pretty skin will turn white after the blood comes out. Wouldn't that be pretty?" You only stared at him and your tears fall. He laughs seeing your tears. "Awe don't cry! I'll end it slow and painful!" He chuckles. "You look tired…you ready to go to sleep?" You bite your bottom lip a little and you couldn't help but cry more. He snickers at you. "Your so much fun!" While he laughs, you wait for your fate. You only shut your eyes and pry, hoping to go to heaven. He looks at you and smirks. You couldn't look at him in the eyes. You just waited…. you waited for the end.
To be continued…
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