Another Michael Myers story

6

I had learned long ago how to pick locks.
The back door didn't have a bolt lock so it was easy to brake in.
I crept up the stairs and into her room.
I stood in the corner in the shadows that enveloped the room.
I watched while she slept, surprisingly I didn't hear the voice.
She was muttering in her slumber.
I just stared at the sleeping girl.
What the hell are you thinking,
Why are you just standing there?
I slowly crept towards her sleeping form.
I gripped the butcher knife tighter.
I brought it above my head ready to end her.
Then I heard my name being muttered, I liked how it sounded sweet coming from her.
Sweet?! Get it together, you're a monster!
I waited too long before she was aware of my presence.
Her eyes widen but surprisingly she didn't scream.
Her breathing become labored however.
I stashed my knife into my mechanical suite.
Michael what in gods name are you doing?
Kill her!!!!!
I shook my head to clear it, I stepped back and away from her.
I didn't trust myself around this women.