Creepy pasta

chapter xix - taken

we are not real, but we still making your nightmares true
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I yawned opening the door, the newspaper was lying on the mat and I decided to read it since it was very dull morning.

'FIVE TEENS MURDERED AT MIDNIGHT Page 5'

That caught my attention and I began to read more.

'Parents shocking Saturday morning discovery of five bodies at different locations. Neighbors confirmed they heard some screaming during midnight but shook it off when it stopped. Five teenagers murdered by a unknown serial criminal. However, there is no description of the criminal weapon or appearance. Police will be doing their best to investigate this criminal and put behind bars.'

I closed the paper, realizing that it was enough. Now, I'm truly scared. Five human beings murdered at midnight? One of them was in my location which terrified me. What a way to start a Saturday?

I went and locked the doors.

Then, I made my way to the kitchen and opened the fridge. I was grateful for what Devon did. He filled my kitchen with goodies that would actually make me feel full and now I don't have to starve myself though out the day or search up food.

I took out the cheese and turkey salami and threw them into two slice bread, toasting it in the oven. I pulled out the passion fruit juice and drank it just like that.

After awhile, I cleaned up the place like Cinderella did. The house was literally sparkling. I smelled the sharp freshness of febreze.

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"Nina, come on! Man, just come over!" I whined.

"I can't. We're having a family reunion."

"Great." I replied, annoyed. Clearly, I'm going to spend all day doing nothing but sleeping. I mean, I don't want to argue with that but it just doesn't seem like a right thing to do.

"You don't have to be mad at me. Go study for history. Make him proud cause he's fricking hot."

Yes, he is. He's a new teacher who arrived four day ago and he's beautiful. He's only 21- wait never mind I'm too young. But I don't mind making out with him.

"Yeah, I'll study because I need him to understand that I'm a smart girl. And get his attention. I'll raise my hand the whole day answering questions." I laughed.

"That's the spirit." She squeaked.

"Yeah, and dude did you read the news."

"Yeah, my parents watched there camera and they saw to guys trying to come inside. Well, they weren't trying but they just left."

"How did they look?" I asked, curiously.

"We couldn't see there faces. But I'm sure it's nothing. Probably, the wrong address maybe that's why they left immediately."

"Okay, I'll call you back!" I assured her and hanged up.

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Sunday morning was even scarier than yesterday. Ten people died on Saturday at midnight and most of them was from this neighborhood.

But the worst part is - that the police has yet not found any clues to who this serial killer is. Devon is suppose to come hang out with me around this time but I guess he changed his mind. He told me that he was quite busy and probably couldn't make it.

The only reason I wanted him to come was because I am terrified.

And why am I only now getting newspapers? Never once people bothered to give newspapers. Especially, in this neighborhood. We're all strangers to each other - none of us bother to greet new neighbors with some pie because no one cares.

You come here and pay your bills is all that matters - not making friends. Everyone is working there asses off, but for what? To live. Without money we'd die. Because this world is to cruel to actually help people who is struggling.

It's half past nine and I decided to stop waiting for him. He's not coming!

And after a while of being frighten, the power went on and off, three times.

I am officially scared.

Small knocks were coming from everywhere, and it made me so confused. I couldn't focus, it made me feel insane.

"I'm next." I thought and I could feel the burning in my eyes. "I should've just go by Devon instead of staying here."

The power went off once more and stopped. Maybe, he'll leave. Once the power turned back on, I panicked. I ran to the kitchen and I got a knife. I heard the same small knocks that happened when I met the killer.

"Oh my god, Could it really be them frightening me?" I thought.

The power turned off making me jump. It was night time, and it made me feel as if I had my eyes closed the entire time, with the power off.

Then suddenly, loud pounding startled me. He began twisting the door knob over and over but finally he jimmy the door open with the point of his buck knife.

I ran upstairs, praying to god to let me live. I have no idea where I placed my phone the last time I had it.

I needed to call the police as fast as possible.

"Is anybody home?" A husky voice asked, terrifyingly. It didn't sound like Jaw at all. His voice made me picture a tall, muscled guy, with tattoos, pierces, and a knife.

I gulped, hiding under the bed. Once I hear him go to my parents room I'll ran downstairs. His footsteps became loud and clear - tap, tap, tap, and stopped at my room door. My heart pounded abruptly, and I held my mouth tightly.

This is everyone's worst dream, well if you didn't watch "Taken".

He began opening the drawers, digging, slamming, throwing everything all over the place.

"Are you seriously watching this fucker rob your house?"

What else choice do I have? Confront him and tell him he's got the wrong address.

He finally leaves with my blue underwear in his hand.

Whoa, he has good taste in underwear's.

But that didn't bother me, of-course. What's bothering me is that he actually choose to rob my underwear instead of my jewelries I'll never ever wear in my life again.

I finally had the guts to come out and took off my shoes, quietly. I tip-toed down the hall but it was too late. I felt his presence. He covered my mouth and slammed me on the wall. He was defiantly not Jaw.

All he could sense was my fear.

"Hello?" He greeted, politely. Like seriously, he greeted me in such a mannered tone. "How's your day?"

Does he know I can't talk because his hands is covering my mouth?

Shit! He must be mental.

His black long hair reminded me of Jaw's and dark green eyes was al I can see. Finally I moved my eyes downstairs, and it met with the most scariest guy in the world. And he was just watching the scene without helping.

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A/N - Hey, everyone! I know! I know! I shouldn't have stopped there!

But i apologize.. really...

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