Owls of the night

Survive tell sunrise

   When my mom said that she had to work all night I thought it might of been fun to stay up all night. Then she mentioned a baby sister was hired and all my planned where ruined. A hour passes by  it's now 8:00 pm, I see a blue mini van drive into the drive way driving very slowly.

    I here a knock at the door and I check whole that all the doors have, you know the little one you see threw to check who it is. It was a 23 year something brunette woman who seems to be 5,7. My mom says all cherry and golly "oh that must be the baby sitter." So I open my old oak wood door that creaks so god damm loud it could make you deaf. When I open the door she ask "is this the smith residents" in the softest voice you good possibly think of and so innocent. I tell her "yes come inside you must be the babysitter" and she replied "yes I am is your mother here?" I respond " yeah she is just getting her purse she will talk to you in a second." Me and the baby sitter talk about a recent show that came out for about 7 minuets while waiting for my mother. My mother comes out rushing and the babysitter just ask her all the rules so she does no mess up on anything and keeps everything perfect. After she is done talking my mother rushes and leaves to work in a instant like a cheetah.

    Maybe 12 minuets after my mother left for work i was in my room listening to music and I suddenly here a beer bottle open from the kitchen. Now I think I'm my head no way that soft innocent girl is drinking beer so I just say it was in my head. 15 minuets later i here another bottle open so I go to investigate and the baby sitter is drinking all my mothers beer and in a more mean tone of voice says " what the fuck are you looking at you little bastard." In my brain i was absolutely certain she did not say that but another part was saying she did, then she suddenly yells "AYYE WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT" and I say "NOTHING" and bolt to my room and shut my door.

      I'm pacing back and forth thinking that the soft innocent girl is really that horrid wench in my living room. I get a knock on my door i here a voice that sounds a bit drunk. I yell "what do you want" the voice reply's " LETS play A game."  I yell with a stupid response " WHAT TYPE?!?" She replied "tag"  I say "ok just step back so I can open my door"  I hear her step back I open the door and the first thing I see is the light glimmering off a knife in her hand. I see a knife plummeting towards me with the light still shinning on it and I close my door the knife goes threw the door just enough to cut the side of my cheek. I knew that now the innocent girl from the beginning was fake and this person who's attempting to kill me. I locked my self in my room  with everything guarding the door chairs,books, and even my whole bed. After a hour of  sitting in terror I think to my self there has not been any noise in a while maybe I should check out side my door with my cheek still dripping with blood.

   I thought ok I'm going to check for one second to see if she is there. I move everything out of the way with making the least amount of noise as possible. I unlock my door slowly and open it with as much fear a person could possibly have. I see............ blood dripping on a mirror spelling out "this is not my blood" and the knife at the bottom of the mirror attached to a severed hand. I slam my door and lock it as fast as possible and i here foot steps running at my door and I throw my bed with all the force I have in front of my door. When the running foot steps hit the door a huge thump came in and the mirror is breaking.

     I'm not sitting in a corner in fear for my life crying with my hand over my mouth to make no noise. (Some time has passed by now) i look at my clock and it says it's 5:00 my mother gets back at 6:00. I try to wait it out for another hour but i here in the vents above me thumping and scratching noise, then threw the vent whole a blooding knife is shoved threw just dangling there being held by a hand grasping it with force. Now my heart beating so much that it was loud as a orchestra and my breath as heavy as steel and my fear over taking all of my emotions. With just the tiny bit of courage I had I went to go check out the vent where the hand and knife where sticking out and it was just a hand that had been severed and a knife attached to it. My heart stopped beating. I heard footsteps behind me where the door would be and in the window I see in the reflection the babysitter with a pocket knife holding it in her hand just waiting to use it.

I close my eyes just praying to god that I won't die tonight and let me live another day but I guess that was not good enough and I was stabbed 3 times before I grabbed her knife and stabbed her in the chest where her heart should be. I fell to the floor on my knees just hoping that I might live and I see the shine coming off the sun threw my window and i here out side a car coming into the drive way. My mom comes into the house and screams she rushes to my room to make sure I'm ok. She stares at her child on her knees bleeding from his stomach then she sees the dead body of the baby sister. She drops down and hugs me and says " she failed me" and then shot me in the chest 2 times to make sure I would die today and fast. At least I survived tell sunrise.