As I walk along the narrow road I get the eerie feeling I'm being followed. I stop and turn to see a bloody torn up figure walking towards me. "It can't be him I killed him it just can't" I thought to myself. "Help me please, he wouldn't stop he wont stop until I am dead, the pain is unbearable can you please help me I just want this nightmare to be over," the figure cried out. I want to help but I turn to run when I see the man was sure I killed behind the figure. I run and I run and I run until I see headlights. I flag the car down and beg them to drive me far far away from this horrid place. My begging succeeded and as we drove I saw the horrible psychotic man dragging the figure I saw away. The man looked up and locked eyes with me his big dark eyes telling me this wasn't over yet and his big yellow smile saying I'm not gonna stop until you're dead too.
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The House Within
Short StoryA short story I wrote for Halloween (actually an English assignment I wrote on Halloween )
