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I pieced this together in about an hour. Please tell me what you think.
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It all began on a warm summer evening. I was home at my house with a friend. I was up late working on a game. *SHATTER*
“Did something just break?”, I asked. “Gosh it’s dark outside, I can’t see a thing. I should go and check.”
I slowly opened up my bedroom door and went out into the entryway. I looked around and saw nothing. All of a sudden, a black figure came up to the window. The window cracked and broke with a loud boom.
“This can’t be happening to me! If I make a mistake I surely will not live.”, I said.
The man stepped inside and punched me until I blacked out. I woke up in deep pain.
“Ow! My body hurts, I am hungry and tired.”, I said.
The intruder was gone. I went and looked around. I went through the shattered window, and found a crowbar in the front lawn. I picked it up and went back inside. I tried to open the door to the main hall, but it was locked. I thrust the crowbar through the door and broke the lock. I then got the door open. I went into the main hall and got to the kitchen door. At that time I heard more breaking glass.
“H-h-he-he’s Back!”, I exclaimed.
“No more messing around!”, said the intruder.
He pulled out a gun and loaded it.
“Hes got a gun!”, I exclaimed with terror.
*BANG!* He fired his first shot… I was not quick enough and got hit in the leg. Blood was dripping onto the floor. I started jumping around although I was in horrible pain. *POW!* The second shot was fired. It broke a hinge on the kitchen door. *BAM!* He fired again and the other hinge snapped. I pushed the door down and limped as quickly as possible to my friend’s room. I knocked on the door and I heard him get up.
“Who’s there?”, asked my friend.
“It’s me”, I said.
“Oh, why are you up so late?”, he asked.
The intruder crept through the kitchen door and aimed his gun at me. He fired and shot the door. My friend quickly unlocked it and I bolted inside. We went and pushed the dresser up against the door. The intruder furiously tried to open the door, and all of a sudden the noise stopped. I backed up and looked around. I suddenly heard the window shatter. My friend cried out for help as the intruder pulled him outside the window. I heard a loud scream and then silence. I felt a surge of courage and ran outside. I found my friend lying dead in the street. He had a terrified look on his face. His clothes were in tatters as if he had been whipped. He had a puncture wound on the side of his neck and there was a trail of bloody footprints. I saw the intruder and shined a light towards him. He was pure black. The light did nothing, it was as if he was absorbing it. I ran back into the house as fast as I could. I went through the broken window outside my room and ran into the kitchen. I sprinted down the hallway and got to my dad’s room.
I opened up the door and ran inside. I woke him up and quickly explained what had happened. He grabbed his shotgun and opened the door with great force. Outside stood the intruder. My dad fired and the bullet pierced its skin.
It spoke “Ha, ha! You can’t kill me fools.”
My dad fired again and pitch black blood spattered across the floor. It fell down and screamed. He fired again, but this time it turned into black smoke. The 4th shot went right through it. I screamed as it charged right through my dad and lunged at me.
To be Continued...
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It all began on a warm summer evening. I was home at my house with a friend. I was up late working on a game. *SHATTER*
“Did something just break?”, I asked. “Gosh it’s dark outside, I can’t see a thing. I should go and check.”
I slowly opened up my bedroom door and went out into the entryway. I looked around and saw nothing. All of a sudden, a black figure came up to the window. The window cracked and broke with a loud boom.
“This can’t be happening to me! If I make a mistake I surely will not live.”, I said.
The man stepped inside and punched me until I blacked out. I woke up in deep pain.
“Ow! My body hurts, I am hungry and tired.”, I said.
The intruder was gone. I went and looked around. I went through the shattered window, and found a crowbar in the front lawn. I picked it up and went back inside. I tried to open the door to the main hall, but it was locked. I thrust the crowbar through the door and broke the lock. I then got the door open. I went into the main hall and got to the kitchen door. At that time I heard more breaking glass.
“H-h-he-he’s Back!”, I exclaimed.
“No more messing around!”, said the intruder.
He pulled out a gun and loaded it.
“Hes got a gun!”, I exclaimed with terror.
*BANG!* He fired his first shot… I was not quick enough and got hit in the leg. Blood was dripping onto the floor. I started jumping around although I was in horrible pain. *POW!* The second shot was fired. It broke a hinge on the kitchen door. *BAM!* He fired again and the other hinge snapped. I pushed the door down and limped as quickly as possible to my friend’s room. I knocked on the door and I heard him get up.
“Who’s there?”, asked my friend.
“It’s me”, I said.
“Oh, why are you up so late?”, he asked.
The intruder crept through the kitchen door and aimed his gun at me. He fired and shot the door. My friend quickly unlocked it and I bolted inside. We went and pushed the dresser up against the door. The intruder furiously tried to open the door, and all of a sudden the noise stopped. I backed up and looked around. I suddenly heard the window shatter. My friend cried out for help as the intruder pulled him outside the window. I heard a loud scream and then silence. I felt a surge of courage and ran outside. I found my friend lying dead in the street. He had a terrified look on his face. His clothes were in tatters as if he had been whipped. He had a puncture wound on the side of his neck and there was a trail of bloody footprints. I saw the intruder and shined a light towards him. He was pure black. The light did nothing, it was as if he was absorbing it. I ran back into the house as fast as I could. I went through the broken window outside my room and ran into the kitchen. I sprinted down the hallway and got to my dad’s room.
I opened up the door and ran inside. I woke him up and quickly explained what had happened. He grabbed his shotgun and opened the door with great force. Outside stood the intruder. My dad fired and the bullet pierced its skin.
It spoke “Ha, ha! You can’t kill me fools.”
My dad fired again and pitch black blood spattered across the floor. It fell down and screamed. He fired again, but this time it turned into black smoke. The 4th shot went right through it. I screamed as it charged right through my dad and lunged at me.
To be Continued...
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