stranger

someone is in my house and i know what they want

 my heart pounds deep in my chest. every little noise scares me. I hear heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. I push against the wall, I close my eyes thinking about whats going to happen next. I dont know if I'll make it through the night. The door creaks open I hear heavy breathing. I try not to scream I see the silver glint of a knife, I press even closer against the wall. The stranger calls my name I look around and see him staring at me. I scoot away from him his eyes burn into mine. Then his eyes slide slowly down and then back up. I whimper softly i dont want to do what he has in mind. He walks over and pulls me to my feet, i try to run but he's to strong.

 

 

 

To be continued

Reviews

[Mike Espinosa]

I am amazed how vivid of a picture you paint with such little vocabulary. This paragraph felt so real. You are talented. This cliffhanger leaves me hanging on badly though. I want to know what happens. You have a lot of talent.