Dark Reflections

Part I

it was a dark stormy friday night and my mom was to be at work until 2 am, so i would be home alone. Most of the time when my mom worked late nights, I would just stay up all night in the living room watching horror movies trying to scare myself. I picked a scary movie and made some popcorn. There was a knock on the door but my mom wasn't going to be home for a few hours, so I wondered who was at the door. I was kind of scared as to who was going to be on the other side of it. i  put my popcorn on the coffee table beside the couch and begrudgingly eased myself off the couch and towards the door. A man stood at the door carrying a bag and a pitch fork. I ran upstairs and hid in the bathroom,  quickly locking the door behind me and sat with my back against the door. now breathing heavily, scared as to what this man was trying to do to me and decided that i was going to call 911. I realized that i left it downstairs on the coffee table..."shit!" i thought to myself.
I ran into my bedroom and grabbed the knife from under my pillow and went downstairs toward my phone. i walked slowly down the steps, my  knife ready to attack, just in case the man had broken in and was waiting for me. I was trying not to make the old, wood stair creek so the man wouldnt hear me creeping. I finally got down to the landing and was making way towards the coffee table. i approached the table and saw that... my phone wasn't there.....i

"Looking for this?" The man said from my kitchen, holding my phone in his gloved hand. I backed away from the table and started running toward him really fast, getting ready to stab him, with the knife that he, to my advantage, was unaware I had.

He quickly moved out of the way and I just barely missed him. He then grabbed my wrist and forced me to drop the knife in my kitchen sink. "Stop!.... I just want to talk!" the man said
"Jessica...please," he pleaded.  How does he know my name?. I looked up into the man's eyes and they seemed very familiar somehow.

"Dad" I asked and started to cry. But why did he have a bag and pitchfork? Everything seemed suspicious.

"Yes baby, it's me," he said in a calm, low voice.
"But why, why did you? I -"
"Listen...I'm Just trying to save you"
"Fr-from what?" I said in a shaking voice. We moved to where we were now sitting on the couch. "Why do you want me to leave?... what are you trying to save me from?.. i dont understan- . "calm down..I know this must be hard to comprehend right now and I get that this may be scary, but you need to listen to me," he looked me dead in the eyes. "You have a twin sister...Jordan...she's not like you...or anyone. She's a demon, and at this moment, she wants to kill you. She will be very angry if she finds out about this warning, which I get the feeling she has. If that's the case, she's on her way. We must leave now! Grab anything and everything you think you may need."

I went up my room and started to pack my belongings, filling an old backpack I had used when I went camping with my parents before their divorce. I remember those trips and how fun they used to be. Things are now so complicated. I'm on the run from my "evil" twin sister that im just now discovering the existence of.
I continued to fill my backpack, but stopped. I heard a loud noise, from downstairs that sounded like something hitting the floor, that sound followed with another bang and then loud scurrying across the floor, then stillness. Is she here?

I ran back into the bathroom and quickly grabbed what I needed and threw it into my bag. I bolted downstairs to investigate. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I found no one. Spinning around, I found my father, laying lifeless on the now bloodied tile.

But my sister wasn't there.i knelt down on the floor beside his body, and let out a soft cry. Why?... why would she do this? What does she want from me?. What do u want!. I yelled. I heard a soft growl from what seemed like it was coming from above me, i looked up slowly. I saw what looked like me on the ceiling, she smiled and revealed a mouth full of sharp teeth  grinning down at me. "W-what do u want?"  I asked in a shaken voice. "Your soul!" .. she leaped down on me.

~so the ending of part one is hella strange. Pls leave a comment on what you think and how we can improve. it would help ig.~