Last night
Dear diary
Last night… I was murdered, by my neighbour. Shall I tell you the story, would you help me if I did. Ok, I'll tell. P.S please tell my family and friends I love them. I hope you catch my killer.
It was a dark foggy night I was walking home from a party, alone. I decided to take a short cut home through the ally way. When I got home I stupidly didn't lock the door. I stumbled upstairs and collapsed on a heap in my bed.Something or someone woke me; I heard glass shatter from outside. Terrified I picked up my bedside lamp and crept down the stairs. I saw a dark figure run past the window, the front door creaked open. A figure emerged with something in his hands, a knife. Oh my god. I thought, is he going to kill me. His deep voice filled the room when he said: "Someone's up past their bedtime." He sniggered. He rushed through the front door, pushed me over. I struggled trying to get free, but he was too strong. He had pinned me down, now he is stabbing me multiple times in my chest. From that day I continue to haunt that house and the man who murdered me.
The End