I Used to live In London with my best friend lucy and i was starting masters together in the univirsity of Brunel and One Normla day i walk back from the uni and to my aparment i would always pass a homless man and i wouldnt go any where near him because you never trust anyone that you dont know. Hew wasnt there... you never felt safe walking alone but life is life. as a 21 year old you shouldnt be but you always had trust issues youi would never ever trust anyone unless they are pne of you closest friends or your family (but not all your family) you walked throught the snowy street and to the doora s of your aparment and then you had a bad vibe "LUCY , are you here?" you said walking closer to your room which had a little light in it. you walked into your room expecting somebody in there you imbrassed yourself and entered the room breathing heavily nobodyu was there when you switched on the lights.The bathroom door was slightly open you opened it and there he was the homeless man that was usually on the streets the one you wold never go near. you reacted quickly and started to move quickly outf the bathroom and then suddnely his hand gripped on your waist and pulled you back to the wall his disgusting beared was tickling your neck it was no time for laugter he started to speak with his messed up accent and smelly breath "any last words" "I wanna call my parent-" before you could continue he slapped you hard across the face "you p-pathetic girl" and with that a knife was through your chest you heared your name echo through your ears it was you room mate lucy. she saw that you were just an inch awqay from death the man saw her and started to run away like th coward he is, but your room mate was a amazing runner and she kicked him in the shins and he flew to the ground in pain she grabbed the knife in his hand before he could do anything to hurt her she stabbd him through the cheek and the knife went through the other cheek and jabbed him in the head a few times but there was a skull to pretect him she finally stabbed him in the chest 3 times before she went to your room and started to cey over your now cold body she held your hand and whispered "that was for you honey" and with that she stood up and grabbed her phone and called the police and untilthe police came she was in a house with 2 dead bodies and one she absloutley loved and one she abslotley hated both drowneing in their own blood and then the police came and that was a day to remember a day that would be gard to remove out of anyones memories
