He is in the house, i can hear him moving around downstairs. i can't remember when i first heard him trying to get in, but it feels like I've been hiding in this closet for hours. i can't stop shaking. at least i managed to grab a knife from the kitchen when i had the chance.
He's coming. dear god,he's climbing the stairs.
this is it. i can't stop shaking. he's sure to find me here. i can see the headlines now: 'man murdered in his own home' 'maniac tortures and mutilates innocent victim' 'bloodbath' 'massacre' 'slaughter'.
he's on the landing, oh jesus,he must be outside the bedroom!
please god,give me strength i need to get through this. i just can't stop shaking; but i mustn't breath or he'll surely hear me. jesus christ, this is it !i can see the papers: ; 'like scene from horror movie' 'butchered with kitchen knife' 'intruder lay in wait'.
he's opening the door. he's here!
this is it...but i still can't stop shaking...i'm far to excited. I've been waiting for him to get home for hours.
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the scary book
Horrora book of scary stories that i have collected. i did not write any of these stories. this is my first time writing a book onwattpad.
