Chased By My Mothers Killers

I dont think I have ever been this scared in my whole entire life. I could almost see my death coming, it was like if this man was here for one reason and one reason only. To kill. I was shaking violently, but I couldn't run, I just couldn't. Fear had glued me on the spot, I was like a deer caught in front of a cars head lights, unable to move. He stayed there looking at me, and I stood there looking at him. He then smircked and a small laugh escaped his thin lips, a quiet, evil laugh. He began slowly walking towards me, his grin spreading wider and wider after each step he took. And that was my cue, to turn and run. Run for my life.