The Forevering Grin

I recently just moved to my new home, an old apartment. I hated the reason why too, a stupid idiotic killer. Surprisingly, the cops haven't caught him yet. Every victim he kills, he doesn't leave a trace of evidence. The apartment I stayed at was very small, only 2 stories high. I chose to remain on the first floor because I had a fear of heights.

Mail was sent to the wrong apartment so I was generous enough to send it to the right one, but it was on the second floor. "I hate him." I softly murmured to myself. I then heard a soft chuckle. Thinking it was someone talking to someone else, I ignored it and tried to find the right room. I then accidently walked into a boy about my age with a white hood and black jeans. "Sorry sir," I said still trying to find the right room. The boy then chuckled at me. "Is there a problem?" I said turning around to see his hood-covered face. "I think your awfully tired." He said. What did he mean by "tired"?

I finally found the right apartment dropping mail by the door. I ignored him hoping he would leave me alone. What felt like only a heart beat I had a knife at my neck. I knew if i remained silent he wouldn't kill me. He whispered in my ear," I'm gonna have some fun with you." His voice seemed to trail off. There was something about him that I seemed to like. The knife was still at my neck. "W-w-who are you," My voice stuttered. Laughing, he finally anwsered," Jeff, Jeff the killer." He then vanished off somewhere. Scared, I ran down to my room. Shutting and locking the door, I laid on my bed. Hoping I wouldn't fall asleep, I closed my eyes and did.

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Awesome first chapter? cool give me suggestions and i will try to put it in the story the next chapter i already have planned :( sorry.

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