Thursday, September 12, 2013

Face in the Window

    I woke up to my dog barking crazily at the window. Still a bit groggy form sleeping I look out the window straight into the face of Jake the Ripper. Screaming bloody murder I ran into the windowless bathroom on the second floor. I check my pockets for my phone. I forgot it downstairs. I had no weapon, no way to call for help, nothing. I heard my dog yelp and I held back a sob. I held my breath as the stairs creaked. This was it. I was doomed. Accepting my fate I heard him say, "Come out come out wherever you are. You can't hide from the Star." I looked underneath the locked door directly at his shadow. I watched as he used his long slender knife to cut out the lock. He pushed the door open and I saw his long trench coat and top hat fill the doorway. Whimpering I shut my eyes tight, and waited for the pain.

     I woke up with a start in my chair with my dog sleeping peacefully next to me. Drenched with sweat and panting hard I sighed in relief. I looked out the window in horror as I saw his face.
 

My nightmare just came true.........




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