Dazed

'Diary Entry' February 20, 2017

Feet?? I heard roaming throughout my house at 2 o'clock in the morning. I sat on the edge of my bed scared out of my mind watching as the shadowy figure came down the hall way closer to my room.  I see the absolute height of the figure which had changed my plans.. I crawl under the bed in hopes that they didn't see me move . They get even closer, coming into my room standing beside my bed. As I await to see what happens. I felt a grip on my ankle, I scream as I am dragged from under the bed. In fear, I kick the apparent man in his left knee, he groans, he sounds of age.. as I get ready to run, I turn and see the silhouette his face . I was right. I ran to the kitchen to grab a weapon and  heard whistling coming from down the right hall way . I just sat under the table while tears of fear formed in my eyes , as I awaited the consequences of my actions , the whistling got louder .

In the blink of an eye, I felt cold hands wrap around the brim of my neck, strangling me . My vision began to blur as I suddenly couldn't  catch my breath. Am I dying ? I asked myself .. suddenly. The grip fails and I could breathe. When I woke up, I found my head lodged into the bed pillow and my phone on the night stand playing the same Tune as the one of which the old man was whistling.. As i began to come to, I realized that my mom was calling me to get ready  for school. I get up out of my bed dazed by what had just happened. While I do so, I catch a glimpse of movement come from my closet door. I ran out of my room to the bathroom down the hall. Yeah you got that right, I ran. After watching my room waiting for this old man to come out, my cat runs out of the room and down the stairs.