I sat there... staring out my window listening to the gun shots, and all of the police sirens. Just so you know I have to go through this every-night. But I have gotten so use to these sounds that they actually relax me and help me go to sleep. My eyes started to get heavy and I knew that I was about to pass out into a deep sleep in a couple more seconds. When my eyes where closed shut, immediately my sleep was interrupted by my broke ass door-bell. I hesitated to get up and go see who it as at the door. As soon as I got off of the floor the mysterious person was ringing the door bell like they where bored with their life, and they got the amusement out of it. I opened up my room door, and walked as slow as possible down the stairs.
"Ugh!... who is it?" I said... I didn't get no answer.
"Um... who is it?" I said again, hoping for an answer this time.
I heard the person clear their throat and then ruffle with their clothes.
I ran over in my living room to look out of the side window of my house, so I wouldn't be seen. I stuck out my index finger and slid the curtain out of the way slowly. But I stopped... and turned off the living room lights... and any other light that was nearby. (I wanted the house to be pitch black when I look out the window). When every light around me was off, I opened up the curtain... and I didn't see anything but a black jacket right in front of my face, on the other side of the window. I hesitated to look up. But I did. I looked up slowly and I saw his face. I didn't get a good glimpse, because I was scared out of my mind. I ran to the kitchen and hid under the table, in the shape of ball. I grabbed my legs and started to rock back and forth.
"Mom!" I screamed, but it was a low scream that only people in the house could hear.
I didn't get an answer... she must be asleep.
"Dad!" I screamed, but it was a low scream that only people in the house could hear.
I didn't get an answer, the both of them must be in a deep sleep... because usually they always hear me, when I call their name.
The door bell rang again, and at that instant I got up and tip-toed over to the front door, and picked out of the window that was right by it. I slid the curtain open slowly and I couldn't see anything. It was like every single street light on the block was off. But turns out, they where. I looked to my right at the other window that I looked out earlier. He wasn't there anymore. I looked out my left he wasn't there... I looked out my left and I saw him standing right in front of the door, trying to pick the lock. At that instant, I opened up the drawer that was on the table right next to me. I found a lock. I clipped it on the door... and at that moment I was sure that he couldn't get in. I peeked out the window once again and the man was gone. I looked to my right and to my left, but it was no sign of him... I took the lock off the door, and placed it nice and slowly back into the drawer, I unlocked the front door slowly. Then I opened it slowly, and peeked out of it. When I was sure he was gone I opened the door up until it was fully opened. I took one step out of the house, into the deep dark outsides. When my body was completely out, the stranger jumped down from on top of my roof and pulled something of his pocket. I couldn't get a look at what it was until he tassed me. Then at that moment I knew it was a taser. I stumbled to the ground and the man just walked over me like I was a piece of trash. He walked in my house and turned on all of the lights. He rampaged through all of our cabinets and drawers. When he was finished, the first floor of our house was a mess. It looked like a tornado just had a drunk party on the first floor of my house... he walked upstairs and walked straight to my parents room. He turned on their lights, and thats when my parents woke up. My mom was so shocked that she passed out, and the man walked over to the bed and kept stabbing her repeatedly. Then he threw he corpse on the floor like it was nothing to him. I can hear the man fighting my father. I could hear them get closer and closer to me. When the sounds stop, all I saw was my father falling down the stairs with blood in his path. I knew he was dead. When I looked him in his face, my vision started to blur. My hearing started to fade. My body started to numb. I felt like I couldn't get off of the floor. For a moment I focused my attention back on the man, and I could see him squirting gas on everything in my house. I knew what was about to happen. I knew the damage it would cause. When he was done pouring out all of the gas he lit a match and then looked at me eye-to-eye. I saw a smirk come on his face. He throw the match and then walked out of my house like nothing happened. When he walked past my body he stumped me in my face. The pain was horrific and excruciating. He walked away down the street, and then my eyes started to close. I didn't have no control of it. I was shocked. I was disappointed in myself. I was scared. I was dead.
CHAPTER 2 COMING SOON! HERE'S A QUICK GLIMPSE OF IT:
"You! your the person who killed my parents." I said.
"Obviously! It's my revenge on everything that you have done to me!" said the person.
"I don't even talk to you like that... so how could I do anything to you?" I replied.
"Don't act foolish! You know what you did! You are Naruto Uzumaki right?" said the person.
"No?" I replied.
"Huh! what?" said the person confused.
"Then mean you killed my family for no reason?" I replied.
I ran over to him... to try to kill him.
"I apoligize. Hmmm... but now I must go and kill the real Naruto Uzumaki." said the person as he was running away.
COMING SOON!
