My Ghost

A hand grabs me by the waist and pulls me back. A deafening scream escapes my mouth as I try and break free. Dirty alcohol breath stains my ear as I keep struggling " now now April we wouldn't want to slice your neck as I did with Anna " one sentence is all it takes for me to freeze, that voice it sounds just like ... "No " I am thrown on the ground looking in to the eyes of the person I fear the most...