Creepy Short Stories

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"What do you want!?" I yelled. "I already called the cops! They're on their way!"

The man just chuckled. A quiet, menacing chuckle. Then he slowly started walking towards me and I could hear him muttering my name under his breath.

"Jenna, Jenna, Jenna, Jenna, Jenna..."

I didn't move. There was nowhere left for me to run. He came right up to me and his face was inches from mine. He was older than I thought he would be.

His dark beard streaked with grey. His eyes were hollow with large black circles underneath. His teeth looked like they were rotting in his mouth.

I was holding the knife behind my back. As his big fat hand reached for my neck, I let out a primal scream and lashed out as hard as I could. He stumbled backwards, a shocked look on his face. The knife was sticking out of his chest.

I pushed past him and ran out into the hallway. He tried to follow me, but when I looked over my shoulder, I saw him drop to his knees. Then, he fell face-down on the carpet. I wasn't sure if he was alive or dead and I didn't want to take the chance.

I ran into my bedroom and locked the door behind me. Matt lay slumped against the wall, a large purple bump already forming on his forehead. He was unconscious.

I hurried over to him and cradled his head in my arms as I waited for the police to arrive. I touched Matt's face lightly and cried into chest. Then, I heard sirens in the distance and soon, the flashing lights were outside.
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I am POSITIVE I'm going to finish this story today before 1:00 PM.
(Here in Louisiana it's 12:41 PM)
No time to waste on an Author's Note.
ONTO THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!!!!