Click, Clock. Time for bed. (ON HOLD)

Click. Clock

'Running out of time' was Winter's first thought. It was way past Winter's bed time. Winter could hear her parents car pulling up in the drive way. 

She quickly turned her lights off and ran for her bed. 

'I knew I should've went to bed earlier' She thought as she wrapped herself in her blankets. 

She closed her eyes, but opened them again hearing her window opening. She sat up in looked at the window, it was wide opened.

She didn't remember opening it. She got up and went to close it. She gasped as she felt someone behind her. She quickly turned but saw no one.

She giggled silently at her paranoid state. She turned to the window and closed it. She sighed and went to go back to her bed. 

She was shocked to see two figures sitting there, on her bed. The fact that she didn't let anyone on her bed slipped her mind when she saw that it was the two most famous creepypasta killers. 

Jeff the Killer and Eyeless Jack, she didn't scream, she wasn't afraid of them.

"Your on my bed." Were the first words she spoke to the killers. 

Both Jeff and Jack were shocked. They never met anyone who weren't scared of them. They looked at each other and smirked. 

Ej knowing exactly what Jeff was thinking. 

"It's time for bed." Winter said, as Jeff and Jack continued to sit on her bed.

"So?" The two dark and raspy voices said.

"So.... get off my bed" She said walking to them and pushing them- well attempting to push them off her bed. She groaned and rolled her eyes. 

She got the idea that they weren't getting off her bed so she took some of her blankets and laid on the little bit of room she had left. 

She tried slipping into a dreamless sleep but she felt a slight pain on her face. She opened her eyes to see Jeff carving a smile onto her face. 

Ignoring the pain that was brought to her, she closed her eyes again trying to sleep. Even though she was in great pain. 

She felt someone open her left eye she looked and Eyeless jack had a spoon Winter had opened both her eyes. 

Both the killers were shocked that the girl was letting them torture her, and not cry. They felt kinda insulted that she wasn't scared of them. It's like she wanted to die; but the truth was that she didn't want to die. She wanted to live. But there was nothing she could do to change her fate, and she knew that.

A tear slipped down her face. She felt the spoon get shoved into her eye socket. Winter bit her lip to keep from screaming. She couldn't see from her left eye. But she could feel liquid running down her face.

Winter was quite happy that she locked the door to keep people out; especially killers like Jeff and Jack. But unfortunately they climbed in through the window. Winter cursed at herself for not liking it.

Jack moved to the right and did the same with that one. 

Jack dug into his pockets looking for two little tubes that contained black liquid. The same liquid that the people who sacrificed Jack. He poured the liquid into Winters eyes.

And finally, Winter screamed. The scream echoed around the house. 

The three of them heard two pair of foot steps hurrying to the room. Soon the door handle was shaking wildly. 

"WINTER?!" You could hear her mother scream worriedly. 

___IN THE HALLWAY____

Outside Mr. and Mrs. Storm were still trying to desperately get into their daughters room.

"GO. TO. SLEEP" Jeff the killer screamed. The two parents were startled for a second before they tried even harder to get into the room to save their daughter from whatever was in the room.

Mr. Storm finally deciding to kick the door down, lifted his leg and brought it forward at full force. 

The door swung opened and what they saw horrified them. 

Their daughter was lying in her bed. Her mouth was hung opened slightly, A smile craved into her face, blood trickling down to her chin and ear. Her now emptied eye sockets 'staring' at the ceiling. A small but noticeable slit on her neck ending her misery. 

Mrs. Storm screamed. Falling to her knees. She sobbed and stayed there for- who knows how long. While Mr. Storm just stood there shocked and sad. 

They had lost their only daughter. 

Finally getting out of his trance, Mr. Storm got the phone and dialled 9-1-1. 

But like they were going to help. Mr. Storm could hear giggling. He dropped the phone and ran back to the room. Only to see a very evil looking Winter standing over her mother- well her now dead mother. 

Her dad backed up trying to get away. 'Winter' started to walk to him, picking up a knife that wasn't there before. 

She leaped onto her father and stabbed him repeatedly. 

The last thing that Mr. Storm was: "Click, Clock. Time for bed" 

(Sorry that was sucky but I hope you liked it, No? Okay whatever.... the next chapter will be soon and it will be Jeff's Point Of View.... Remember: VOTE COMMENT AND FOLLOW!!!)