My new-old friend

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I was out partying like any other 16 year old. The only flaw about me partying was the fact I wasn't supposed to. I wish I would've just listened to my parents when they told me not to sneak out, but so does everyone in this situation. But it was around 1 in the morning and I was climbing through the back window that I left unlocked. I scurried up to my room with my shoes in hand so I didn't make any loud noises. When I walked past my sister's room I saw a figure, I knew it couldn't be her since she wasn't in town. I looked closer and it was a man going through all of her belongings. I heard jangling, it was her jewelry. I pretended I heard/saw nothing and just walked down quietly to the kitchen. I grabbed a chef's knife and began to make my way back to my room. 'Creek' I heard one of our old floorboards make a loud noise, it was him, he knew I was here. I quickly drew my knife, ready to do whatever I had too. His stare was so loud, though I couldn't directly see him looking at me, I knew he was. In this moment fear paralyzed me, something that has never happened; I'm usually never scared, I have no fears. Or so I thought. I heard a loud metallic noise but I couldn't even register it before he wrapped one arm tightly around my waist to keep me from moving and his other arm brought the knife up to my face and he placed it on top of my lips in place of a finger. "Shhh". The overwhelming terror still roaming in my body, but it left long enough for me to manage a few quaint words "there's no more jewelry". He grabbed my hand and knocked the knife onto the ground 'crack' the sound was so loud I'm pretty sure my dad woke up because his snoring suddenly stopped. But before he could come see what was happening the man growled "I'm not here for the jewelry Quinn" his voice was so familiar. I wanted to scream but my horror wouldn't let me. I saw a bright light, more than likely my dad's flashlight. I was led away and left nothing behind for me to be traced. It's not like my life is terrible now, but I am terrified every waking moment. The man in question...my sister's ex.

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