BathRoom Break

A Story by TheMelon

This story is about a 20 year old teenage boy, living his gaming life. when everything goes down hill (warning: beginning talks about him taking a dump xD)

3:33 in the morning, tired hungry and in need of a bathroom break, you pause your game, stop your music and get up to get yourself something to eat. You open your fridge, make yourself a small thing of microwaved mac'n'cheese, its extremely hot. So you bring it to your bedroom and place it beside your computer, while it is cooling off you decided you would go to the bathroom.

You open the bathroom door, and notice the closet is open the slightest bit, you shut it thinking nothing of it. you unzip your pants to take your piss, and realize you have to take more than a piss. you sit down and do your duty, as you are finished you flush the toilet, and wash your hands, while looking into the mirror, you realize that you haven't shaved for a while, and it was kinda getting out of hand. you open the mirror which has your razors, toothpaste and toothbrush in it, you bring them all out. You apply shaving cream to your face and look into the mirror, carefully slicing down your face, removing the cringe beard. As you wash your face, you go to brush your teeth, suddenly you remember that you made a snack, so you open the mirror again, putting away the toothpaste and the razors, and the shaving cream of course.

You close the mirror, the closet door was slightly open again, you turn around and close it. and look back at the mirror, nothing happens. So you leave the bathroom thinking its the angle of the house or that the hinges are getting old. You sit back down in your dark room, microwave mac'n'cheese still hot, and start eating it. A loud creek comes from your bathroom, you think nothing of it. but that stupid closet again and continue eating. It happens again, this time louder. You put down your mac'n'cheese and go into the bathroom, the closet door is half open. you slam it shut, and walk out. Before you're even out of the bathroom it starts to open again, so you choose to ignore it and to allow it to open. you enter your room and shut your door. As you flick off the light switch you hear a loud crash...

Siting in your room, startled. You start to think maybe it was just the thing that kept opening it that fell over, so you continue to play your game and eat your mac'n'cheese. You start hearing noises around the house, almost whispers and quite laughs. Creeped out you act as if it is nothing. Your door, slowly opens, you hear the noise of the handle being twisted, in a hurried panic you turn off your screen and hide under the bed, the door fly's open.

BANG

It hits the wall with enough force to leave a hole, you cringing under your bed, moving as close to the wall as you can. Footsteps arouse from outside your room, not of one man, or two. You hear the footsteps of at least five men. Your breathing slows, you can feel your face going red as you hold your breath in the panic of five men walking around your room. You hear this dripping noise. Thick, but still liquid. A thick red paste hits your arm as you lay under the bed, and a strong smell of iron hits your noise, you realize this isn't just some thick liquid it is blood. You gag, giving your position, the men flip your bed up against the wall leaving you uncovered in a thick puddle of blood. In one mans hand you see the head of your little sister, in another your mother and father. One head in both of his hands. you scream for mercy, you stand up and run. you slide past the men, and hurry to your apartment door, its locked. You fiddle with all the locks hearing the men slowly walk towards you.

You pop all the looks and the door barely opens, someone barricaded the other side. You push, and slam hard against the door. The men getting closer and moving faster. The door gives and a chair goes flying out from the other side, you run down the hallway, blood dripping from all the walks, blood splashing under you bare feet. you hit the elevator and press all of the buttons, anything to get away from these men. Nothing, the lights flicker in the elevator, and slowly go dim. All you can see is the light from outside your apartment, no men. The light starts flickering and one of the men steps out your door.

You run for the stairs, and realize they are past all of the men. In a panic, you try to pass them up. you slide past one, two, three! almost four, but he grabs the scruff of your shirt, choking you. You fall to the ground, hard. Your eyes start dimming, as all of the men surround you. The last noise you remember hearing, was the sound of his hammer. Slamming down onto your skull three times before passing out. and dying.