Greg's P.O.V.
The knocking at the door forcing my sleep full mind to finally wake up it had been days and still I had left the bed. The energy needed to just wasn't there just to even get up. My eyes opening to the blinding sun, this is what its is to be alive. The knocking only got louder then the opening of the door. Someone was in my house, someone was inside. The footsteps got louder and closer, I couldn't move my body aching at the thought of it, I was dead well I was going to be soon. What could I do? Hide! That's it I could hide with every strength of my body hurting under the weight I move the duvet up over my head, my breathing getting deeper with the footsteps only getting closer. They were in the hall. From the sounds I could tell it was only one person at least I was sure hope it was only one person. The blackness of the dark took over blinding me forcing my other senses to come alive in the heat of the moment while my body was forced to stay still as possible while the person entered the room. Then....
Ooooo, I wonder what could happen next....Muhahahah. Update soon guys btw if your ever that bored https://www.facebook.com/jessica.mcwilliams3 add me on fb I need new people to talk to.
