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I was having a walk the rest of the day, after my visit from the hospital. I visited the park to watch how children have their fun while parents having a wonderful conversation. Strolled on the sidewalk and looked at the woods beside me. I wondered what secrets, mystery, and possible horrors the woods hid from sociaty. I might be very different from other people ,but I always liked some mystery and adventure. I decided to take a little walk in the woods. It was peaceful. I heard birds singing in the trees and leaves crunching under my feet. The leaves in the trees were beautiful colours filled with orange and yellow. Some were red. I came up to a hill, not far away. I walked up the hill and stopped at the very top. Then looked at the beautiful scenery of the sky filled with yellow, orange and red along with the leaves. Fresh breeze that let my hair flowed back a little, but wasn't cold nor was it hot though.
I sat there and watched the sun slowly set, as I thought of my precious childhood. I was always happy and carefree. Even though I had no friends. I always manage to put a smile on my face even if the sky were grey. I felt at peace till I realised that I probably need to go home before dark.
As I got up on my feet, I heard leaves crunch. And again. And again. It came closer and closer. I spun around to see no one there. I stared till I thought it might be an animal or something. I was about to turn around till I heard another crunch. Then I saw a black figure, like a shadow. I couldn't see who it was but... To my horror, I saw the figure took out a knife out of its pocket. I didn't think twice and sprinted. I heard crunching leaves behind me and that encouraged me to run faster. My lungs started burning as I was running out of stamina, but I can't rest because, who or what ever it is, is going to kill me if I do. I managed to find the street and I was familiar of it. I ran past the neighborhood and found my house up ahead. My breath was short and I could feel my legs burning. I reached the front door and looked behind me. No one. Nothing. No figure chasing me with a knife. No footsteps. Nothing.
I was confused. Was it all in my head? Did I just run away from mid air? I was paranoid. Thinking that if it was real. Then.... They know where I live. I felt stupid for leading them to my home. But what other choice did I have though? I don't have proof if I informed the police.
I brushed of the thought and go inside. I've locked the front door again and before I gone upstairs, I caught something at the corner of my eye. There, on the dinner table, was a piece of paper and, to my horror, a knife stabbed trough it to pin it down on the table. I walked to the table and saw that, in the kitchen, a knife is missing. The intruder must've came in somehow and used my knife. I gripped the hilt of the knife and yanked it out of the table. It left a little mark on the table though. I took the piece of paper and opened it. My eyes widened in horror as it read:
"Don't be scared. You won't feel a thing. All you have to do is
GO TO SLEEP!"I trembled and felt my blood run cold. My head was spinning and tears threatened to come out. I quickly grabbed the knife and clenched the hilt tightly, till I feel like my nails were about to tear through my skin from the pressure.
"Wait... Did I left a window open?" I thought to myself and checked the kitchen. This
window..... Was open. I
mentally face-palmed myself and to my dread, I know someone was still here. I frantically turned around and searched the kitchen. The living room. I closed the window and... The air suddenly felt cold. It was strange because I just closed the window. I had a strong feeling, that the intruder might've been upstairs. I approached the stairs and slowly tip toed my way up, not making a sound. Well... I tried at least.
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FanfictionYou've always been a quiet and strange kid since you were 4 years old. Had no friends. At the age of 18 you have met someone special. A tall, monochrome friend... What will happen next? Btw I do not own Laughing Jack or any creepypasta. I will tell...