I lived by myself in a small town near the ghetto area
My house wasn't a bad one it was 1900 square feet and had a spiral staircase. The only thing bad about it was the town next to it which was "poor" as some may describe it.
The ice glazed the winter grass and thick snowflakes fell to the ground. I rushed home from work and came in and locked my door as I always do. I was so stressed out from work that I laid on my couch and rested. A beep noise came from my phone and stated a serial killer was on the loose. This may alarm most people but I was used to bad things around here and I have never been attacked or harmed in a bad was so I shut off my phone and went to bed.
I woke up and opened the door to reveal bloody footprints leading to my door. I was somewhat scared but I just shrugged it off because teenagers around here do a lot of pranks and jokes. I went to cook me a frozen meal and I came back and the foot print track was larger. I still didn't mind and continued to make my food.
Once I finished I went to the trash and dumped out my food and I observed the footprints and I was very confused. I didn't see imprints in the snow and then I realized something
I had a glass door
The footprints inside reflected to the outside
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