Walking through the streets,
At night ,
Just needed a break,
Like this,
As I was walking,
Heard some footsteps
Was too scared to turn around,
Felt two bloody eyes staring at me,
I ran,
So did the footsteps,
I finally,
Got myself together ,
And turned around,
There was a black,
Dark , tall figure ,
With bright yellow eyes,
Ran behind me,
As I did,
With the good old knife,
It followed me home,
I rushed to the door ,
Was unable to find my keys,
Felt like wouldn't live anymore,
Broke my glass window and jumped,
In my house,
It obviously jumped from window too,
I hid it the bedroom,lights off,
So it won't know there i was,
But I heard bang on my door,
It was back,
But now,
It started punching the door,
With his enourmas hands,
The whole house felt like it was shaking,
It made a hole , in a second, in the door,
It peered in,
It gave a grin,
And smiled eat to ear,
As If it were gonna tear apart,
Tried to keep my calm,
But it noticed me,
It slowly started making more holes,
To reach the lock,
It got in, came towards me,
Like, it was about to tear me apart,
When it came to me,
I was all bruised, and half dead, it stabbed me,
That time , felt like dying,
Oh! It was a dream ,but it was midnight,
I looked it the mirror,
Bruises all over me , and a stabbed mark , that I never seen before,
As I have just seen,
When i heard a bang in my bedroom door.
But i live alone.
