My name is Dominic and this is my experience with Oliver Salerno.
I was heading to the school bus like a normal day and saw a blur of red and black run past me. At first I thought it was a bird or something and went on with my day, later that night at like 10 o'clock I heard tapping on the window. I thought the tapping was just the tree near my window. I went to sleep near 10:30, I had the worst dream about my sister getting stabbed with invisible knives, these knifes were getting shoved into her chest, I just stared at her dying not being able to do anything and the knifes were heading towards my chest but I woke up. I woke up around 12 o'clock and there was a weird substance at the end of my bed it was light red and dark black hair. I went back to sleep that night and nothing else happened. The next morning I was getting ready for school when my mom yelled from the kitchen, I ran downstairs and there she was on the ground with the knife in her foot. I asked her what happened and called 911. They rushed over and I told them that she dropped the knife and it landed in her foot it seemed so suspicious because it was perfectly in her foot but I couldn't do anything about it. At school we were heading down to lunch and I saw that blur again, so did two other kids and started saying it is a demon bla bla bla, but I let it go. We got into the cafe at around 12 pm I sat down next to my friends and I put my hands in my pocket, "There it is again" I whispered to myself, it was the red and black hair. I was freaked out like any other human would but I didn't say anything to anyone. I got on with my day, that night I heard the tapping again but louder, I went to check what it was and the hair was dropping on me fell into my bed and went to sleep. I woke up from the same dream but my father was dying this time. I checked my phone and it was 11:59 pm and was about to be 12, I tried to go to sleep but I heard my sister scream I ran out of bed and went into her room, I froze there she was dying from knifes of the person on top of her. I wanted to help but I was so afraid. I yelled STOP! He looked at me and there it was his face, I will never forget that face. He had jet black eyes red and black emo ish kind of hair and gray skin, with a full black suit and a red tie. I was frightened by the sight I saw he was headed for me when my dad ran into the room and called 911 he asked what happened and I didn't know what to say so I started to cry and ran into my room. The police showed up and ran to my room, they asked me a few questions. The ambulance grabbed my sister, my dad and I also went with her. They couldn't do anything. I didn't go to school for a couple of days. The red and black hair disappeared. I felt fine until I got to school the next day the hair appeared and I kept seeing the flash of colors. When I went go to sleep that night my dad started to scream and he died before I came to the room I ran to grab the phone, the man was behind me I ran to my neighbors and called the police on the way there I slammed the door on the man. The police arrived and they took my father so it was just me. The police sent me to an orphanage because my mom died of blood loss, and my dad and sister died from the man. I felt alone when I went to the orphanage I had no friends and I was depressed. One night the window slowly creaked open and I was the only one awake the man ran closed to me I said, "I didn't care anymore of what he would do to me. "
He came closer put the knife to me and said, "The name is Oliver, goodbye." That was it, my life flashed before my eyes. My neck was slit open and I died at least I thought so.
