It had been three weeks since I received my colored pencils. Ron says I am becoming stable. That means I can get out soon. "Lizzy?" A strange voice called.
"Who is it" I replied. As the strange man walked into the room, i felt as if he was threatening and scary. He walked closer and then i saw his face. It was covered in scars. bruises and cuts covered his strange personality and appearance. "Hello Lizzy, i am Jack," He responded as he inched closer. When his face was so close to mine i tried to back away but bumped into my bed. He shoved me down onto my bed pinned me down and whispered in my ear "your worst nightmare!" I tried to scream but could not move. i looked around he had a pocket knife in his pocket as i gasped for air i swiped the knife.
"Jack why are you in my room?" I asked politely. as he backed off a little i swung open the knife and put it against jacks throat. I moved the knife downward and asked again "Jack, why are you in my room?" I pushed him against the wall knife still against his neck.
"I'm not in your room Lizzy or should I say tara," He said "Your in mine!"
Everything started fading and spinning. how did he know my real name?
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