Hello my name is ■■■■■■■■ and I live in ■■■■■■. Ok so it happened like this, I was at detention one day. So I came home late but when I knocked on the door to my house, there was no answer. I called my mom. And then someone else picked up with a deep and raspy voice. My heart was pounding then they spoke.
“Hello ■■■■■■■■ how have been? I love how your mom screams in pain.” I started to cry.
“Who are you and w-what have you done with my p-parents,” I said with a shaky voice. After that there was no response so with no hesitation I hung up and called 911 it told them where I was.
After a few minutes they came and invitation my house but there was nothing but my parents dead and a note that read, “See you very soon ■■■■■■■■ very, very soon.” The copsecond told me to stay at a friend’s house. So I stayed at my boyfriend’s house that night I couldn’t sleep. After a few hours I heard a noise coming from the kitchen so I woke up my boyfriend and I told him what I heard. Me and my boyfriend went into the kitchen and what happened will scar me for the rest of my life.
My boyfriend got stabbed to death a man in a mask. The man in the mask looked at me and said, “You look pretty,” then stabbed my arm and ran away for some reason. He didn’t kill. Some times I wonder who was that masked man.
