Read The World Behind The Mirror :: I heard a noise pt5

After a few hours I finally fell asleep. I had the same dream as I do every other night. It's this old man with a big, colorful book in his wrinkly hands. He speaks with a Greek tongue. There were these dark shadows, screaming out for help. They were locked away in some mirror. Next thing I know a scary looking creature comes out of the old man and murders him and takes the colorful book for itself. Blood was everywhere, as if I were to walk in Jason's room in the middle of the night.

That's when I woke up from that confusing ass dream. I ate some of the grapes that I left on my night stand. Then all of a sudden I hear a noise from down stairs. I rushed out of the covers and got out a knife that was in the drawer of my night stand. You know you can NEVER be too careful in this insane world. So than I slightly open my door, with the knife still in my hands. Ready to attack at any given moment, like a predator ready to strike on it's prey.

I slowly tip-toed down the stairs. The noise got louder compared to before. The kitchen light was on and I heard someone whispering very low. The voice sounded familiar.

As I look pass the fridge, I saw blood splattered across the floor. When I took a few more steps closer, I saw a knife in the trespasser hand. I was frighten. Was I to be killed? What the fuck do this person want from us? Are these my last few minutes alive? Was I to be murdered in my own home?

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Written By Janyla Allen

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