Just A Nightmare

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My family and I were at Safeway; as we entered through the doors, I saw a man with a black hoodie, long black greasy hair, black skinny jeans and black converse. Something didn't feel right about him, so I glanced over to see him again and so did my sister.

He started shaking his head rapidly and in a scratchy voice he kept repeating loudly, "Who's there?! Who's there?!"

This guy is probably mentally unstable... Or insane. I started walking away, but glanced over to him one last time and... I saw his face. It looked like a mask, it was that unreal, but I wasn't too sure. His face was white, with a huge insane grin all the way up to his cheeks and his eyes were ringed in black.

It was the most terrifying thing I've ever seen! He was staring right at me, so I quickly shot my head it the opposite direction and quickly caught up with my parents. We started paying for our stuff. In the corner of my eye I could see that man getting kicked out of the store. Thank GOD. I guess people were complaining about him, most likely his appearance and behaviour.

An employee and the manager were talking to him, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. The man was going to get two cleavers. One looked normal, but the other one was in the shape of an 'F'. Luckily the employee had already taken them from him. Once they finished taking, the manager gave him a glare and walked away along with the employee. We had already finished paying and we went out to the parking lot.

The same unstable man was following a little girl which looked to be only 3 years old. She was trailing behind her family, she tried to keep up, but she couldn't. Suddenly the man takes out a sharpened kitchen knife and slits the little girls throat before plunging it into her fragile skull while mumbling something to himself, with the biggest smile ever. He goes back into the store and murders another girl waiting in line with her parents, everyone was absolutely horrified. The man starts to chuckle, then brakes into a fit of laughter, he slowly raises his head and stares right into my eyes. His stare never breaking from mine.

Words could not describe the terror I was feeling! I could hardly breathe. For the test of the drive home, I couldn't help feeling that I was being watched. Each time that my little brother would run ahead of me or was behind me, I would always yell at him to come stand right next to me. I felt like the man was going to grab him and brutally murder him....

Thank God it was just nightmare.

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