Jeff Is My Killer (A Jeff The Killer Love Story)

Stop Watching Me

As my bus dropped me off at my front door, something didn't feel right. As the bus sped away I looked around the property. The only different thing was that darn cherry tree, but that was always different.

As I took out my key and let myself in, the feeling got stronger. I just tried to ignore it and walked into the kitchen. There was a note taped to the counter.

"Dear Mikayla, your father and I will be out late tonight visiting a friend. Dinners in the fridge and make SURE you go to bed on time. If your still up when we get home you will be grounded  for a week.

                              Love, Mommy

I decided that I would eat dinner later so I went to my room. I sat down on my bed with my computer and decided to go on youtube.

As I was streaming videos the feeling of someone watching me grew stronger. I tried my best to ignore it but it just got to a certain point were I couldn't anymore.

I could have been convinced it was Jordan looking in my window. As I got up off my bed, something caught my eye. It was a strand of long black hair in the corner of my room.

I started sweating. No no it's not Jeff's.... Mikayla don't be stupid he ISN'T real... I assumed that I had picked it up from school, because no one in my family had black hair.... But I never went into the corner of my room.

I decided to go eat dinner at that time. The black hair had really freaked me out, So much I didn't want to go back to my room.

As I heated up my chicken legs, I kept glancing behind me. As I looked into the backyard I wondered if this had something to do with the cherry tree.

When I glanced outside final time I thought I saw something black and white run behind a tree. I have had enough of this. Ran outside to the tree but nothing.

"JEFF OH NY GOD JEFF IF YOU'RE HERE PPPLEASE CONE OUT!" I yelled into the woods.

No response. Not even the birds were singing anymore. I must've scared them away with my racket. It seems the whole forest was on mute. I quickly glanced around one more time but seeing nothing trudged back inside.

As I walk in through the back door I saw that my chicken legs were sitting on the counter on a plate. I ran over to them and saw a note placed beside the plate very carefully.

It read, "Here's your Dinner Mikayla, I will always be watching."

At this point I thought there must be a burglar in the house. I grabbed my phone and ran outside to the driveway. I stood in the middle of the driveway and called my parents number.

My mom picked up after around two rings. "Hello?" She said.

"MOM I THINK THERE'S A BURGLAR IN THE HOUSE!" I shouted into the phone, Glancing around nervously.

"Oh my God Mikayla we'll be there in 10 minuets." My mom said into the phone before hanging up.

I just stood there in the middle of the driveway, shivering, paying no attention to the warm weather.

When I heard gravel crunching behind me, breaking the quiet of the day, I almost fell over.

I spun around but was relived to see my parents pulling into the driveway burning rubber.

I ran up to their car and they both jumped out at the same time, hugging me.

"Oh my God Mikayla are you alright!!?!" My mom said frantically. I could hear her trying to keep the panic out of her voice.

"Yeah I'm fine." I whispered. My voice was still taken away from the shock of someone in my home.

"We called the police and they said that we will be staying in a hotel while they investigate our household." She said, hugging me again, squishing the air out of my lungs.

"That's g-good." I managed to squeak out. "Mom your crushing my lungs." I gasped out needing more air in my body.

"Sorry." She muttered.

As we climbed back into the car, getting ready to go to the hotel I decided to check my phone. It said I had "one new text message" The text was from an unknown number, but I decided to open it anyways.

I almost screamed when I read it.    It said,

"Go To Sleep."