The stranger awaits

The knife cuts deep

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Did she really not see me? Is this real? What is going on?

I grab an abnormally large stick of the ground and throw it at the wall. It ricochets off and hits me in the face. It hurts terribly, and a tears falls down my face, displaying my weakness.

It falls down my cheek and over my lips letting off the taste of warm salt and despair. I turn back to see the world around me and bunch my eyebrows together, at the fact that everything is the same. Same trailer, same woods, same sky.

As I continue to look around I notice something different, every single tree is green except for 1. 1 tree has all of the fall colors of orange and yellow hanging onto the branches for life, as some leaves slip away and fall to the ground ever so lightly.

This isn't my yard after all. This isn't my trailer. I run my hands over my short, chestnut hair, showing my frustration. That's when I see a shadow quickly move behind the trailer. It was so fast that I couldn't quite make out what it was.

The girl comes out of the trailer and goes to pickup her dog, when I see a man with a sharp knife, walk into her trailer. I begin screaming, knowing immediately what is about to follow.

"Stop, stop" I shout, knowing still, she cant hear me. I cry for the girl to run, not go inside, but she ignores my cries because she doesn't see me.

I hear a loud high scream followed by a loud bang. The girl slowly runs out of her trailer screaming. She gets near the wall, when the man full blasts behind her. He takes the knife and slices her life away. I begin to sob at the sight of the once smiling girl, to the now dead lifeless one.

I then realize he cant get me, he cant see me. But he seems to keep getting closer, and the closer he gets, the more I see. He is wearing a mask. A black one.

He is now in front of me, we are making dreadful eye contact. Though he cant get me, I am afraid and tears uncontrollably fall down my cheeks.

He is now standing face to face, across from me. I see his cold emerald eyes through the black mask he was wearing. He is slightly turning his head from the left to the right as though he is examining something. I froze there, staring in fear, though he couldn't see me our eyes locked. He took his empty hand and placed it vertically in front of him, placing his large palm on the wall.

"I can see youuuu" He said in a child like voice.

" What is going on? How? Where am I? Who are you?" Questions just spilt out of my mouth, mostly out of fear but also out of confusion. I need answers and I need them now.

He took the knife and began scraping it against the wall, it was as a nail scraping against a chalkboard, but magnified. I could hear the sound and it erupted my ear drums, and drew me to my knees, hands covering ears. It was agony.

I feel the ground begin to shake, the trees and bushes around me quake as I look up the sound is gone but something new is happening. He is cutting through the wall.

I fall out of fear, and begin crawling back, unable to gain balance to my feet. The knife cuts through wall, little fibers falling to the ground. The wall is easily broken with his knife, why though?

I begin to gain my balance feeling my wobbly knees strengthening. He was trying to get through. No doubt he would kill me. I had to run.

I began backing up slowly at first, then realizing the knife had been cutting deeper and faster I picked up the pace and faced towards the woods where I bolted. Tripping on a small rock, I fell face forward onto the dirt. I cursed myself wincing in pain when I tried to stand up. Great, so much for running away.

I heard a shatter, almost as glass was being broken and I looked up to see the man step onto the other side. He laid his eyes on me and I on him. He began bolting towards me.

I tried to stand but my ankle was stinging from the roll it took when I fell. I grabbed onto the nearest tree and managed to carefully stand up. I began walking as fast as I could but I could hear him getting closer. His breath was was close enough I could feel it on my neck.

He was right behind me, I turned around and tried to back up but my back hit a tree. I cried out. "Please, please" . His emerald eyes blazed into mine, angrily. I quickly looked around for anything I could use to defend myself, but nothing but leaves and small twigs that were frail, layered the ground.

He took the knife raising it up over his head, I squinted my eyes closed in deep fear, as I knew it was over.

I had not known what happened until I squinted one eye open and looked down to see the knife in my chest, but no blood. In fact I had not felt the knife go through at all. I turned to see it stuck in the tree my back was against.

The man roughly pulled the knife out and lifted it over his head again, I closed my eyes and then opened them to see the same result.

Without hesitation, I kicked the man in the nuts, he whined in pain as I tried to limp away. There was no way he could kill me, I don't know why, but there was no way.

The ten steps I took, got me no where when I heard his yell behind me. He had been running behind me and presumably tried to tackle me, but went right through me, leading him to fall on the ground. Me hearing a sharp noise along with a gasp and blood.

I was utterly shocked and confused almost screaming at the sight of him falling on his own knife cutting into his abdomen.

With that in mind I stumbled backward and got as far away from him as I possibly could. I needed to find my trailer.