SHORT HORROR STORIES

INTRUDER

Hello my name is Emily I want to tell you about something that happened to me. It was the most scariest experience of my life. It happened a few years ago, I got a really good job so I decided to move in with my boyfriend Jake. The house was situated at an Isolated location, we did not have a single neighbour. In fact we had to drive for at least forty minutes before reaching the first neighbourhood. I disliked living there but it was the only available place near our work and the rent was extremely low. We were saving enough money to move into a better house. One day when I reached home and unlocked the front door I found the living room in a mess, I sighed in frustration and closed the door behind me. Jake told me that he was going away today and wont be back for five whole days. He is a contractor and thats why he has to travel alot concerning his job. He never packs in advance, he does it in the exact day when he has to travel. The fact that he doesn't remember where he keeps his stuff makes me angry, he always makes a mess looking for his things and then leaves it on me to clean it up for him. He can be really irresponsible sometimes. I started to clear the place up by placing everything where it was then that I had my bath and ate dinner, afterwards I watched my favourite show on the television. It became dark pretty quickly and I started to yawn, all of a sudden I felt really sleepy. Grasping the remote I turned the television off and went to bed. Soon I began to drift off into a deep slumber and I started to dream. I dreamt that I was lying on the bed when the door to my bedroom opened slowly, It was Jake and he was smiling, he walked towards me and got into bed with me. He cuddled me closely, no matter how many times we argued I always felt so relaxed whenever he embraced me. I began to drift out of the dream and became slightly conscious. Dreaming about him made me miss him. I felt his arm around me................................. I realized he was not at home and even if he did come back, he would have called me not just sneak into bed with me. I became fully awake. I looked down slowly to my waist and saw a arm over it. I concentrated my eyes in the darkness. The arm was thick and had bulging muscles on it. A large hand was draped on me. I immediately realized it wasn't Jake's arm his arms were slender. A thief had just broken in the house and crawled into my bed. I knew the person lying behind was definitely six feet tall and broad...I became really scared. I felt heavy breathing on the back of my neck and it made an terrible loud rasping sound. Its body was hard and pressed uncomfortably close to mine, the terrible stench comming from it was hard to bear. I began to tremble, I couldn't think..I wanted to scream for help but I couldn't..I found it very difficult to be still. Somehow I became calm and really quiet...The person whizzed in rhythm...it was fast asleep. I wiggled myself away and placed a pillow under its arm and got out of the bed really quietly. I finally saw the person, it was a man, his face was covered in scars, he had black hair, he wore black clothing and he was extremely enormous. I walked very slowly out of the room and locked the door from outside. I dashed to the coffee table, grabbed my cellphone and car keys and ran to the front door. I tried so hard to open it..but it wouldn't budge. I looked at the frame of the door it had been nailed. There was a loud thump from the bedroom, he was awake and was now pounding his fists on the door. I began to tremble, I ran into the kitchen and grabbed the chopper, I was about to go out when I heard a loud thud...he had managed to get out of the room. I instantly knelt down and crawled inside one of the cabinet's. I saw him enter the kitchen through a crack. He went over to the fridge and got out a bottle of water. He drank it in a single gulp and flunged the empty bottle away. He stood still for awhile and then walked out. I looked carefully, after I was sure he was gone, I opened the cabinet door really slowly making sure not to make any noise. I crawled on my knees and peered out side of the kitchen. I scanned the place, he was not around. I was really scared and confused now....how am I going to escape?...he nailed the door, it is the only exit door in the house...I think I am going to die today?. All of these thoughts began pounding in my head all at once, I felt like my brain was jabbed with many needles. My body was sweating and trembling at the same time, I was petrified. All of a sudden l felt a terrible tug on my hair. It was him and he made me stand straight by pulling my hair painfully, he laughed manically. It was the most horrible laughter I had ever heard. His eyes widened and his teeth were stained yellow...he looked crazed. I was disgusted and afraid of his terrible appearance. He was about to strangle me, I slashed his hand off with the chopper, it seperated completely... His hand fell on the floor..blood shot from the severed section of his arm. He screeched in agony and pushed me away and held his slashed arm with his other hand....I stared at his hand on the ground...it was still moving and then I stared back at him screaming. I felt really sick and I wanted to vomit at the grisly sight. I ran into the bathroom and locked the door. I got into the shower and began squeezing myself out of the tiny window.I heard heavy footsteps approaching me, then he began slamming himself against the door " I'm coming for you and I am going to make you bleed really bad", he screeched in a raspy voice. I pushed my body with my all my might...the door flung open , he immediately rushed towards me. I instantly got outside and his hand missed me by an inch as he tried to grab me. I ran towards the car and got in, my hands trembled as I tried to start it. I hurriedly pulled out of the parking lot and drove away , accelerating on full speed tearing away on the road. He couldn't possibly be chasing me...but I was too scared to understand that, I continued driving at high speed ...the car was shaking... After a few moments I relaxed and slowed down. I called Jake and told him everything, he was shocked. He told me to go to the town police station but I refused to do so. I had already left town and I drove for three whole hours to where he was staying. I broke into tears as soon as I saw him, he immediately took me into his arms. He wanted to take me back, but I refused to go. I was terrified , that mad man must be still there. He contacted the police and they went to the house to investigate. The front door was broken right from its hinges. The place was in a complete mess, the furniture's were broken. They found his hand in a pool of blood. Every material considered to be evidence was collected and taken to the forensic lab. The police took my description of the intruder. They found out that he was a criminal who had escaped from jail six months ago. They compared the DNA test with the escapee convict's old medical records and confirmed this. He had been convicted for multiple bank robberies and had the rare talent at picking any kind of locks, breaking into my house was probably a child's play for him. The police confirmed that he must have been hiding near the place for a very long time. He was known to be extremely dangerous and he had killed numerous people. They searched for him for days but he was never found till today. I never went back to that house, so didn't Jake. It was not long after the happening that problems began to surface between us, we decided to go on our separate ways. Its been a few years since that incident occurred, I still get terrified when I think of it, I am very scared to stay alone nor am I able to sleep. I am scared that I might find him beside me again. I just cannot forget that awful laughter and the sight of his severed arm. They have become engraved in my mind. I joined a self defence class and I have become more alert and smart. If he ever comes back for revenge I will be ready. That voice of his always rings in my head and I am sure I will never forget it. It was what he said to me just before I jumped out of the window that night. It was... " I'm coming for you and I am going to make you bleed really bad".