Walking down a long, dark hallway is never a pleasant feeling. I felt like my stomach was inside my throat, about to come out. The staircase was at the end of the hall. I’m tempted to go up it even though I don’t know where it leads. I could hear him behind me, panting, trying to find me. I hid as long as possible, until I saw his black lower half pass. Then I ran. He may have heard me as I sprinted past the hallway he was searching in. Now I’m as quiet as I can possibly be. If only I could get up those stairs and find a way out. He was getting closer, but I didn’t have the strength to run anymore. I see a stack of chairs in the corner of the hallway, so I try to hide behind them. I don’t think that there is anyone else in the building.
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I looked at both the gruff, scary men. Finally my body did what my brain was telling me to do, run. I had no idea where I was going. I started up the stairs, going through the door at the top. I could hear one of the men telling me, “Don’t run. It’s not worth it. We’ll get you one way or another.” Their footsteps were getting quicker and their breath got heavier as they …show more content…
I’ve never done anything to you!” When I looked forward I could see light coming from under a door. Could this be my way to escape? Just a few more yards and I would be okay. They were right behind me. I could hear them. All of a sudden there was a bang and I was laying on the ground. There was a shooting pain in my leg. I flipped myself over, touching the source of the pain. Bringing my hand back up to my face, all I could see was blood. I looked up to see where the men were, then looked back down at my leg. I didn’t stand a chance. The two men finally got to where I was lying helpless. “Well I guess It’s time to go Sweet Heart,” Jeff creepily said as he reached into his back pocket, pulling out a pocket knife. The other man walked above my head and held down my arms. I was struggling to get out of the position, but even if I did I wouldn’t get far. Jeff brought up his hand with the knife and swung down. I closed my eyes, but didn’t feel anything. When I opened my eyes and I was greeted by the darkness of my bedroom. I could only see the objects lit by my fairy lights hanging in the corner. I breathed a sigh of relief. After siting silently for a while I said to myself, “I need to stop watching American Horror Story,” and went back to
I looked at both the gruff, scary men. Finally my body did what my brain was telling me to do, run. I had no idea where I was going. I started up the stairs, going through the door at the top. I could hear one of the men telling me, “Don’t run. It’s not worth it. We’ll get you one way or another.” Their footsteps were getting quicker and their breath got heavier as they …show more content…
I’ve never done anything to you!” When I looked forward I could see light coming from under a door. Could this be my way to escape? Just a few more yards and I would be okay. They were right behind me. I could hear them. All of a sudden there was a bang and I was laying on the ground. There was a shooting pain in my leg. I flipped myself over, touching the source of the pain. Bringing my hand back up to my face, all I could see was blood. I looked up to see where the men were, then looked back down at my leg. I didn’t stand a chance. The two men finally got to where I was lying helpless. “Well I guess It’s time to go Sweet Heart,” Jeff creepily said as he reached into his back pocket, pulling out a pocket knife. The other man walked above my head and held down my arms. I was struggling to get out of the position, but even if I did I wouldn’t get far. Jeff brought up his hand with the knife and swung down. I closed my eyes, but didn’t feel anything. When I opened my eyes and I was greeted by the darkness of my bedroom. I could only see the objects lit by my fairy lights hanging in the corner. I breathed a sigh of relief. After siting silently for a while I said to myself, “I need to stop watching American Horror Story,” and went back to