When he put the upsidown cross on my chest I didn't like it. It scared me. I'm actually a religious person so it tore me to pieces. It's been a few hours. I have just been sitting here In darkness... Silence... I decided I will just sleep. And if he does anything hopefully I won't remember.
I woke up and I was glad to see nothing happend. But I looked up and saw him sitting in a chair in front of me sleeping so hard. I saw a knife sitting on the tool shelf about 20 feet away. I tried moving my feet against the legs of the chair to get over to it. It was loud i hoped that he didn't wake up. I was 10 feet from it now. I heard something close. It was the door. I got scared. Not scared, terrified. I looked at the chair he was sitting at and he was gone. About 2 minutes later I heard the door open. He walked in with a sharp hunting knife. It was black and the handle was orange. He changed too. He was now wearing a black hoodie with orange and black shorts. He started heading toward me.
