Night Horror

It was just a normal day. I was taking a walk at night like usual when I couldn’t sleep. My parents were fine with that since I was 18, soon to be 19, and going to college. I was doing my usual walk around the neighborhood and local elementary school. After that, I usually went back home, but today I went toward the park instead. 

It was quiet out that night.  No one was there, and I usually felt safe… At least that’s what I thought. But today, however, I felt like someone was watching me. I kept going and found myself at the park. I felt safe there, so I walked around on some trails to calm myself down, and it seemed to work. After a little while I took a break, and sat down on a nearby bench that was sort of hidden to rest.

A little later, I woke up to the abrupt sound of a scratching noise or something being sharpened… Like a knife. It was very late at that point and pitch black. Under a nearby street lamp I saw a figure. At first I thought it was my dad looking for me. He knew I did this sort of thing of walking around the neighborhood, but immediately I knew it wasn’t him. So I ran and hid in a nearby bush. 

The figure was a big tall man, covered in black. I couldn’t see his face except for his strange wide smile. He stood around the streetlamp for a couple minutes. Then he reached into his pocket for something. I couldn’t see what it was at first, but after my eyes adjusted to the lighting my blood ran cold. I saw what he was holding.

It was a butcher’s knife. Caked with blood. I didn’t want to know where it came from. However being me and thinking the worst, it was probably from a person. Right as I was going to get out of my hiding spot and run he spotted me and darted straight for me. I took off and started running faster than I have ever ran before. 

I soon started to slow down, and I couldn’t run anymore.  I passed out right before I could get to my house. Soon after I woke up, I felt excruciating pain only on my right arm.  I reached over to look at my arm. My arm was cut and bleeding. There was a message carved into my arm! The message was very chilling. there was a message that gave me goosebumps. On my arm, the message said, “ I’ll be back.”

As I glanced  around me, I was in the same spot as I was before. My attacker had done it right where I fell. I didn’t want to  hang around any longer just in case he was still around. As I stood up, I ran to my house. As I walked up to open the door, it was locked. My parents were gone too. I forgot, they were on a trip. As I searched around for a window that was open, I was lucky there was one  open a small crack. Just enough for me to lift up and climb inside. 

Once inside my house, I tried to call 911. My phone was dead!  I tried to turn on the light, but it wouldn’t turn on. I quickly bandaged my arm. I knew the power wasn’t out everywhere because I saw some homes lit up inside. “That’s odd,” I thought, trying to see if anything else will work. I decided to check the fuse box to see if anybody was messing with it. 

Our fuse box was outside. While I stood by the fuse box fiddling with it, I felt a bone-chilling sensation that someone was nearby. When I turned around, nothing was there. But I knew someone was watching me. When I turned to face a nearby tree there he was… the attacker. I took off the very moment I saw him. I took off running blindly in the night hoping this would all go away. 

While running, I spotted my friend walking out of the gas station. She was holding some snacks and a bottle of water. As I approached her I saw the attacker.  I quickly grabbed her arm and hid behind the gas station. I didn’t want to leave her behind since the creep was running after me. 

“ What was that for, she said confused and angry at the same time. “ Shut up don’t let him hear us,”I said in a whisper. “ Who “ my friend Angela said. As she spoke, out of the corner of my eye I saw him lurking in the shadows.   “That’s no attacker that’s Eric. He’s a friend I met at college. “ “ Are you sure that this Eric is the person you met? ” I said panicking. 

 But Angela didn’t hear me and  was already walking towards Eric and walked away with him… After that incident, I never saw Angela again or the attacker. There was a police search but the case went cold after 5 years. That was the last I ever saw of Angela…alive that is.