Week 6 (Catherine)


As the door slammed, I knew that I was not safe from the man on the other side of the door.I could smell the blood in the room,could feel it squishing under my feet.I could hear him trying to get in the room,but I locked the door as I ran in looking for an escape route.The door opens and out comes a dark figure.It’s face shadowy under the dim lit light of the lamp he is carrying.I am trapped as he reaches me,his cold hands touching my pale skin.As he leans in he whispers,”It will be Ok.”Will it?

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