It Was a Cold Winter Night

Well shit

The silence feel among the room. There really was a blizzard happening now. I could hear it clear now. No matter how cold it was outside at the moment my body was full of sweat and blood.

Suddenly part of my shirt was ripped off and being used as a rag on my face. I guess I've got to have a clean face when I'm being killed. Their smile had no plan of fading apparently. Even as they smushed their lips onto mine in a disgusting matter. I grabbed their head and pulled as hard as I could to get them off of me. I didn't even lose my grip as they screamed at the top of their lungs and bit into my bottom lip. They just kept screaming louder and louder. Until I let go due to the scratches breaking through the skin on my arms.

"Are you fucking possessed?!" I screamed.

"Come on you know better than that. I'm just insane, just like anyone else."

"Not everyone tries to kill people dumbass!"

"A lot of people have thought about it though."

They jumped on me and started ripping at my shirt. Fuck no, fuck no, fuck no. I pushed, kicked and bit them. Nothing was stopping them. Not even my nails digging into their skin. Soon there was nothing left of my shirt. With another kick I managed to get them off and away from me. I booked it for the door and ran down the hall and towards the front door.

   I fumbled with the front door and the lock would not move. I pushed and pulled as hard as I could but it wouldn't open. All around me it was quiet, way too quiet. I listened closely and I heard sobbing coming from Em in the other room.

   "Mom!"

   Fuck I forgot about the lady where is she. I hear a creek in the floor behind me. I can't see a thing but I know she's there. I can't see her and she can't see me but we both know the other is near. I hold my breath, and look to the side. I can see lights through the window. I could run and jump out, is that possible? I've only seen it in movies. I do it anyway and feel a sharp pain in my back as I'm about to jump.

   A knife has entered my back.