I wasn't even awake..
It felt like I've been running for hours.
I was running away. Far, far away. I didn't wanna be there. It was hell.
Everything started out fine.
A normal get together for my parent's anniversary.
But that's when he came. He was drunk. Drugged even. He came asking for money because they had fired him at work and he need his drug.
My parents refused to give him any.
And that's when the nightmare began.
He smacked mom in the head with his fist. Dad was stabbed. And I couldn't do a thing. I was scared.
So I ran. As far away possible. He kept finding me. There was no where to hide.
He caught up with me. I noticed the hint of insanity in his eyes and immediately started screaming. He shut me up by stuffing a bandana in my mouth and by putting tape over my lips.
He pulled out a knife and...
*beep beep beep beep*
My nightmare was over.