Its probably your imagination.

weird

i get home from school. im the only one home. but this isn't unusual. i take out ny phone and text my boyfriend Tyler, to see if he wants to come over. seconds later i get a response 'cant, practice, tomorrow?' he has football practice so of corse he cant, so i text Makaylee my best friend, she responds quickly with 'i wish but i got so much homework an plans with Johnny tanight so i cant sista but tomorrow?'
both said no, great. this means im gonna be alone til about 10 tonight.
i walk upstairs to my room. once again finding the closet door open. "oh my gosh!" i say. my mom needs to remember to close the door. i get some clothes out of my closet, close the door and then i go running.
i get home about an hour later. it's close to 5 now. "i guess ill order pizza." i say to myself "but im gonaa shower first" i think and then walk u stairs.
I quickly take a shower and then walk into my room. the closet door is wide open this time, not just a crack like earlyer. "there must be something wrong with the latch. ill have Bobby fix it later" i say to reassure myself. then i grab clothes and slam the closet door shut and pull on the handel. its stays close. "good"
i dont want to have to come back up here alone, because im alittle freaked out, so i grab my phone, wallet, charger and computer then go down stairs. i order a small cheese pizza and they say it should be here in 20 minutes.
i start my essay, i need to have 7 pages about what makes a sport a sport by next week, so maybe a page a day, or 2 pages tomorrow and just research tonight. I think that is what i'll do.  

Its been about 30 minutes an still no pizza. My stomach is making so much noise... i cant even remember the last time i ate. I didnt have lunch because i was making up some tests, and i never have breakfest. 

i walk to the kicthen to get some water. right above the kicthen is my bedroom, and as i am standing next to the cabnit, that i just took a glass out of, i hear a noise. it sounds like stomping, and then a loud creaking noise.  "Its a old house" i say to reassure myself. then i hear a loud bang, coming from upstairs and it causes me to jump. "its a really old house." i tell myself again. 

Then a noise i should have been expecting but was not, it scares me so bad that i drop my glass of water and the glass breaks, and shatters all over the floor. "Crap!"  it was just the doorbell. 

i quickely jump over the shattered glass and run to the couch an grab my wallet then i jog to the door. "Hi" i say as i swing open the door.

"your total is 7.99''  the unfriendly old man says. i hand him 10 dollars and then go back inside. Forgetting about the glass and i slip in the water.

Pain rushes through my body, the wind is knocked out of me, sharp pains stab my legs, arms and stomach. My head bangs against the hard tile floor. The smell of blood fills my nose. sadly its mine. and its spilled all over the floor. im such a idiot.  i slowly try to stand up, but thats not happening. i mange to prop myself up againt a wall. most of the cuts are just small, but in my thigh there is a big shard of glass that went in deep and blood is flowing out of it. i consider pulling it out, but that would be pretty painful  also in my side there is a big cut, the glass isnt still in it but it left a big gash. and my head is bleeding on my forehead.  i could wait until my parents get home, but that still is about 2-3 hours from now.

im sitting on the floor in pain, blood rushing from my leg and the many other cuts around my body... when i here a laughing coming from upstairs. Its a mans laugh, deep and echoing through the walls. "Dad?" i yell, but i know that its not my dad, thats not his laugh. My phone is in the living room, not that thats very far but i dont think i can walk on my leg. The laugh is getting louder, as if the man where walking down the stairs. i think about getting my phone, i also think about running out of the house. Neither seem to possible right now. 

Im sitting on the floor, surrounded by glass and sitting in a pool of my own blood. i have shards of glass in my hands, feet and sides. the worst is in my leg, but i also have a pretty big gash in my side, which is draining blood much faster than my leg. I can see the bottem of the stair case from my position on the floor. im waiting for somebody to walk out of the shadows. I wouldnt be able to do anything to defend my self. Im starting to get dizzy, and my vision is starting to blur, i think from lack of blood... so when i see somebody walk down the stairs, i make an attempt to scream.. but its muffeled. the man walk towards me the laugh ringing in my ears, so loud that its hurting my ears. he is so close to me now that i could reach out and touch him. "you need to leave" he whispers in my ear.  im so scard that im crying, still incaplable of moving. the smell of blood suddently becomes over whelming and i become sick. he walks back upstair, still laughing insanely loud. 

My world starts to get dark, the laugh i was hearing is replaced with a loud banging noise.. i think its my heart. i cant make my eyes focus. i get a really bad headache and all i see is a red blur around me, my blood. I know that i need to do something, that if i lose much more blood im going to die. or at least get seriously injured. But there is no way i can go get my phone, or walk anywhere. ive waited to long....