Meat Clever...short story/ one shot?

ok so here is a new story... i dont know if its a one shot or a short story but it was my english homework to write a ghost story so here it is! i hope you like it!!

if theres a part you dont get comment and i will answer it haha

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I sat at my desk staring at the wall with a blank stare. “What to do? What to do?” I asked myself looking around the room. The lights have been out for about an hour already and my laptop battery died. So I am just sitting in my room about to die of boredom. I could go outside and kick the ball around but being the year 2000 I will just sit in my room like all the other lazy Americans.

“AHH!” a scream erupted through the almost empty house. Mom.

“Shut up!” a loud unfamiliar voice yelled at my innocent mom. I ran over to my door and peaked out from the crack underneath the door and saw my mom’s little feet running down the hall towards my room. But the man caught her and threw her defenseless body against my door. Mom let out a piercing scream and fell to the floor, begging for her life; blood stained her nightgown. “Hide Mason!” mom shouted before I heard his knife crash down to end my mom’s poor life. A second later there was a dark poodle of blood surrounding her little lifeless self and soon the blood was seeking into my room. Panicking I grabbed my metal bat and rolled under my bed clinging to the bat for dear life. “Don’t come in here! Don’t come in here!” I prayed. The door slammed open and his heavy footsteps sent echoes throughout the house. The man cautiously walked through my room searching for me. I held my breath the whole time desperate for air. He bent down on one knee by my bed side, the other knee following. I rolled farther under the bed hitting the wall, thankful for the darkness.

The man lowed his head and looked under the bed; he couldn’t see with the darkness and sat back up. I couldn’t breathe but I needed air and now! I took a big gulp of air as quietly as I could but not quite enough. In an instant he was reaching for me under the bed waving his hands like mad trying to find me. I felt the tip of his knife slice my arm and I let out an ear screeching scream. I swung my bat swatting his arms away from me. He grabbed the bat and yanked me towards him, “NO!” I shouted trying to pull the bat out of his grasp. I was getting closer and closer to the edge of the bed. I kicked out my foot hitting him where the sun doesn’t shine and he fell over cussing to himself.

“I had enough play time!” he growled while jumping up swinging the meat clever over his head slicing mine right off my shoulders.

“Mom! Dad! I found my new room!” I shouted happily to my parents.

“That’s great honey! Start unloading the truck!” I ran down the stairs of my new home. It was my parents dream house even with knowing of the murder that happened 5 years ago. My parents surprisingly bought the house and rebuilt it from being neglected for the past 5 years.

I brought the last box up to my room and unpacked my mirror, hanging it up on the wall. I looked at my reflection when I saw a scared boy run behind me then disappeared. I jumped back against the wall breathing heavy shocked by what I just saw. It was all in my head! My mind just over reacting to the murder in the house, yeah that’s it!

I continued unpacking for the next two hours until my mom called me down for dinner. I smelt her famous seafood pasta before I even got to the kitchen. Yum my favorite! I walked into the crowded kitchen filled with boxes labeled “plates, cups, and silverware,” cover the counters and floors. “Wow looked like a tornado went through here!” I joked.

I sat down at the table clearing a space pulling out my book. I read while my mom made my plate and placed it in front of me. I looked up at my mom to thank her but I stopped, she was covered in blood! I closed my eyes and took deep breaths, “Honey, are you ok? You look like you just saw a ghost!” my mom asked.