My Crazy Neighbour -Short Story

The new neighbour

My new neighbour is..how can I say it? A one of a kind or..a creep? I almost never saw him,not even in the grocery store...sometimes.The weird thing is that when I saw him,I saw him at night or in the morning when I leave to school.he leaves his house in the morning and returns at night. At 1 am to be precise .At that time I saw him returning home very tired and sometimes drunk.He was always wearing a black cape and when he arrived, he opened the door and got in.Don't ask me why I was up that late.My neighbour was thin and tall.He only had his left eye he could look with.The other one was covered with a big scar.He looked like a man in his late 40s.

The house he moved in was old and abandoned.The first time I met him was on the first time he moved in ofcourse.It was 11 pm when he arrived with his pickup truck and started loading boxes in the house very fast.It was like he wanted nobody to realise he came,but if that was the case then that failed.My other neighbour was still awake and wanted to welcome him.She was a journalist but started suffering from forgetness so she stopped working.She told me she knew him from somewhere but didn't remember from where.He was clearly annoyed with her trying to make small talk.Me and my parents got outside to meet him too. We offered to help him and he agreed.There was dust and there were spider cobwebs everywhere in the house.

'Just put the boxes on the ground',he said to me.When he saw me , he was surprised and kept staring at me for a couple seconds until my parents saw him. 'That's our daughter',my mom said to save me from the embarrassing situation. 'She kinda looks like my daughter',he responded. 'Where is she she?',she asked. 'Dead',he said. He didn't even look at her. 'My wife stabbed her and attacked me',he said after a long silence. That explains the scar.'I'm so sorry', my mom said. When we were done we left the house.I was feeling so uncomfortable,I never wanted to be at home as much as I wanted it this time. As long as he was my neighbour I couldn't sleep until he was home,then I felt a little bit of safety.

Weeks passed and nothing happened.Even though I saw him more those last days and my parents are on a vacation for one week.When I returned back from a friend's house yesterday at eight pm,I had to walk across him and he kept staring at me. Even in the morning when I left my house he stared at me from his window. He wasn't doing this when my parents were still with me. I tried calling my parents several times but they didn't answer.I shouldn't be worried that much. 'Four days and they will come back' I said to myself, ' I was only remembering him of his daughter.'

It was one pm and I just saw the neighbour almost reaching his house. I wasn't worried anymore and very tired so I went to sleep.I was falling asleep until I heard my door opening

'You should have been asleep, my daughter. Why did you wake up?', a voice said. 'What?W-W-Who are you?,I said with fear. 'You will fall asleep soon...and FOREVER! I stood up and turned the lights on. There was nobody in my room.

-Next day

It was midnight,I was falling asleep until I heard footsteps downstairs.I was excited and happy that my parents were finally back until I realised that there are still two days before they could come. My heartbeat was getting faster,I was really scared. I dressed up as fast as possible and went to the kitchen slowly.I took a knife while I was hearing the footsteps getting closer. My heart beats much more faster than yesterday. I got outside from the backdoor and from the garden to the streets. 'No!', I shouted.He was behind me. ' YOU HAVE TO SLEEP...my daughter.',he screamed. People began to wake up and go outside. 'I'M NOT YOUR DAUGHTER!!!!', I shouted as loud as possible. He was getting closer,I was quietly grabbing my knife I took with me and pointing it towards him. 'Don't make a move!',I shouted.You could hear the fear in my voice.He took my knife brutally out of my hand and left scars from his fingernails on my hand.I didn't know what to do.I was shaking and probably sweating.'ENOUGH!', he shouted. He stabbed me and I could see the anger and tears in his eyes.I couldn't move or breath anymore.The police was everywhere now,I could hear the sirens.He dropped the knife and felt down on his knees.I had that much pain that I fell on the ground.He was staring at the sky with his hands full of blood,slowly putting his hands on his face while he cries. When the police picked him up I heard them saying that he killed his wife and daughter himself and that he escaped from the psychological center.He was a psycho. After a couple seconds I closed my eyes.

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