*Spring*Readers~POV*
You walk down the street, your surprisingly calm, though you feel the eyes of people living around here watching you. You know they all think your stupid, i mean theres a killer on the loose in your town, and he could kill you, but your not scared. You know who this killer is, well at least you know his name, what he does, and why. He's Jeff, Jeff the Killer. You've always loved his story, and found him sorta cute, in a... weird, creepy way, but that love for him only went so far. If he ended up trying to kill you one day, you wouldn't hesitate to defend yourself.
As you walk you feel a strange sense of being watched. At first you think it's just another person in a house, but this is a different feeling, it has an eeriness about it, you start getting goose bumps and shiver, wrapping your arms around you. You walk around the corner to the street that your home is on, as soon as you get around the corner you start walking faster, glancing to your left, then your right. You're just about to reach your house, when you glance back. Nothing. You turn back to walk to your gate, and see him. He's standing right in front of your gate, the hood of his hoodie pulled up to cover most of his face, but you could see that smile. Your eyes widen and you start to turn away and run, when you hear the click of a gun. You turn your head to the left slightly and see your neighbor, Mr.(neighbors last name), holding a gun, its pointed at the killer.
"Don't you touch her!" He says, training the gun on Jeff. The younger boy notices and growls, turning he runs into the woods behind your home.
You turn to your neighbor. "Thank you.." is all you can say.
He nods "Just be careful (Your name) and get home faster, now go on get inside. Remember, if you need anything just call me." He smiles at you and watches till you get to your front door. You walk in and lock it, your parent(s) are gone on vacation for the next two weeks. "(Your age) years with you, we/I deserve a break!" Your mother/father had said laughing. You liked being alone though, it was quiet and you could sit around in a spaghetti strap and you underwear without getting yelled at. You throw you bag upstairs in your room and pull off your outfit, pulling on the (fave color) spaghetti strap and grabbing a pair of (another fave color) daisy dukes, you lay the shorts on the couch arm and walk to the kitchen, making yourself a quick bite to eat of (fave snack) and (fave drink) then went the the couch and plopped down, turning on the TV and changing it too (fave tv show)
*Jeff's~POV*
" Damit! i was so close to getting her, then that stupid neighbor had to come out with a gun!" I growl and slowly carve my knife through the bark of the tree, i would make sure he pays for ruining my fun with (Your name). She was gonna run, i saw that, but she wouldn't have gone far, i would have caught her and drug her back, i would have had fun dragging her by her (Hair length) (Hair color) hair, watching those (Eye color) eyes squint shut as tears poured from them. She was a soft girl. At least she acts like one. Oh well, its getting close to dark, time to go pay her neighbor a visit.
*Readers~POV*
You lay on your couch, you fell asleep watching the movie, and woke up later than you thought, it's just getting dark, so you drag yourself sleepily up the stairs and go to your room, you close your door and check your window, making sure it's locked you flop down on your bed and curl up, closing your eyes you fall back asleep.
You wake to a cry, and sit up quickly, glancing at your clock you see it only reads 9:16 You slowly get up and go to your window, looking out at your neighbors you gasp and step back, blood splatters his window. You instantly know what happened, and shivered. You look at the other windows, then see the killer. He's standing in the hallway, staring up at you, he reaches over and picks up a phone. At first you wonder what he's doing, then you hear your home phone ring. The light of the phone in your room flashes as it gets the call, and you slowly reach over and pick it up, holding it to your ear you can hear his breathing.
"H-h-hello?" You ask, fear thick in your voice.
"Your..Next..." He laughs then hangs up. You stare down at him from your window, the lights in the other house flick off, then back on. When you can see in the window again, he's not there.
