Whilst the night emerged through the horizon I stood under the bus stop as the rain showered upon me. I was terrified, I was alone, and wanted someone near me. Just then a peculiar man sauntered along the path. Fear approached me as he disappeared into thin air. It was late & dark. I had just came back from the library getting bullied. I am used to getting bullied I am so weak. People think I am a geek because I go to the library. So I decided to come home. I knew my step mum would be worried as she had told me not to go, so I had to catch that 45 bus ASAP, but it had took an extended period of time. Just then a bus had stopped reducing a huge amount of weird people approaching me. What should I do? Where should I go?
All of sudden they squashed next to me waiting for another bus to come. I knew one of those men, he looked familiar to me, but I stood in discomfort and waited. Finally my bus arrived at its destination. As I had entered the bus I again knew this man. I didn't feel so good, yet sat down to go home. Those men followed me, it felt like I was being approached. In a matter of seconds I arrived near my house & was overwhelmed that nothing had happened. Until......
The men followed me again. I didn't think it was a sudden coincidence, I had to but didn't want to......run! I was petrified, I could just about hear my rubber sole shoes flapping in the distance, and then they commenced too....... run! My heart pounded!
The bus didn't carry on driving but watched me helplessly run in agony. I could hear the echo of my step mum calling me across the street. Instead it was those men screeching & running after me.
I was discombobulated as this has not happened to me ever!
In a matter of seconds I froze at my doorstep and thought of a plan!
And that plan was to just scream for help!
"HEEEEELLLLPPP!"
Everybody glared at me as I froze in terror, they had a puzzled look upon their face. And I was confused, because" can't they see I'm helpless in the rain with some random strangers behind me" I shouted.
Shamelessly I turned slowly & saw that they disappeared into thin air again.
I rushed home and had a shower, whilst I was getting changed I thought about that dreadful matter in the evening.
The night was pitch black as I dreamt about that happening again.
I woke up in terror. Breathing helplessly my step mum jumped in my room to check on all that fuss. I had told her I couldn't go to sleep. She slept next to me, although it was her first time, it felt alright. My step mum was pretty & everybody liked her. She was perfect. Nothing went wrong with her. I wish I was like that. But no I am nothing, just a geek. I continued to think.
It was nearly 3:00am and I could hear their noise in my head. I cried abandoned and looked outside and...... As quick as a flash I peered through the net curtains; a black shadow approached me.......
I jumped, cried in horror, heaps of big balls of sweat beads stood on my forehead, and my face was red as blood.
I knew this would happen to me every day, every night, every minute, and every single second.
So there was only ONE solution....
To DIE.....
I sprinted up the stairs as my legs could take me.
All of sudden there was a knock on the door. There was no choice, I had to get those tablets to kill myself or open the door. I ducked upon the comfy duvets under my bed and clenched my sweaty fists and swallowed three tablets, whilst the three knocks got louder and louder & louder until I chocked upon the fourth tablet & yelled for help. No one could hear me with that squeaky voice. I began to get unconscious.
"Heelpppp" I shouted! I was worried about those people suffering from kidnappers, only if I had said something. My step mum must be crying her eyes out. I want to go back in time but how…….
Crying for help all I could taste is soil and mud clamped upon my body and face. I was deep underground, it seemed really cold, like a Christmas day. Suddenly an enormous quantity of mud covered me head to toe. Then I had recognised that I had
DIED!
Before the last heap of mud I screamed from the top of my voice,” help! “
I am still alive. My reactions grew & I gulped. I could make out the noises of their rubber sole shoes vanishing away in the distance. I felt suffocated.
Last words: buried alive!
