Chapter 2

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Some time passed and I have fallen asleep. To let you know, it was 6PM. So as you guessed, I can wake up at 3-4-5AM. And so, I waked up at 3AM from a weird sound. It sounded like a creek, but not just any creek. A creek that only a human could cause, and usually my parents wake up a-at..... 6 AM.....

I stand there frozen in fear. I reach the door and look through the peephole and there I saw....i-i.... I couldn't believe my eyes. It was David, the serial killer from the news... It could've been my dad. But my dad didn't own such a sharp knife.

I stay frozen for a while and slowly lock my door and go in the closet to hide, but before I did, I grabbed my phone to call 911.

In the closet, my hands were shivering from all this fear, finally, I snapped out of it and called 911. 

911:  "Hello. Hello? 911 Here, what's the problem?"

Me(Jonathan): "Help me.... the serial killer David, David Jackson is in my house. I've locked my bedroom door and I'm currently staying in the closet. Please come as fast as you can. My parents are still asleep and I don't want them to get hurt. Please....."

They hung up, I'm so worried about my parents and can't imagine how bad he can hurt them.

It has been 8 minutes and the police haven't arrived yet. I feel like a rope is around my neck ready to commit suicide if I found out my loved parents were gone. Wait, maybe I'm going too far, I'm sorry if I did, I'm just ... worried, scared, or confused... I'm not really sure how I even feel.

10 minutes passed, I'm currently hearing the police sirens arriving. I hear screaming in my parent's bedroom....oh no..... that must not be good.. But before the police can break down the door to discover or not the serial killer, I pass out. Yep, I passed out at such an important time. I should be awake to see if my parents are still alive or not. I'm quite ashamed, but I can't control my body. Am I right? I'm losing my mind rn... I -.... I did not expect my life to end like this. With my parents gone that got killed by a psycho.... and that stuff that happened.... you readed it...

   TO BE CONTINUED.... yes again. Sorry my hands are tired from typing this much and it's 11PM. Well i would sleep at 1AM but.... still./ 

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