He's in the house. I can hear him moving around downstairs. I can't remember when I first heard him trying to get M, but it feels like I've been hiding in this closet for hours. I can't stop shaking. At least I managed to grab a knife from the kitchen while I had the chance.
He's coming. Dear God, he's climbing the stairs.
'please help me. Somebody. ' I thought clenching the knife to my chest tightly.
This is it. It's the end for me. My body can't stop shaking. He's sure to find me here. I can see the headlines for the newspapers now:' Man murdered in his own home', 'Maniac tortures and mutilates victim' , 'slaughter'
He's on the running. Oh Jesus. Dear God, help me he must be just right outside the bedroom door.
Please Lord give me strength that I need to get through this alive. I just can't stop myself from shaking; but I mustn't let out a breath or else he'll hear me. Jesus Christ, this is it! I can see the papers: 'Like A Scene From A Horror Movie ', 'Butchered with kitchen-knife ', 'Intruder lay in wait '.
Oh God! He's opening the door. He's here!
This is it...But I still can't stop shaking...I'm far too excited...I've been waiting for him to get home for hours.
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Short Horror Stories 2018
Short StoryHey everyone welcome back to a newest book; since it's almost Halloween. I'll be doing short horror stories maybe once of year for Halloween and; maybe a Dia De Los Muertos horror story for spanish. I hope you guys enjoy.
