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So the piece I'm sharing with you today is part of the very first novel I've ever written. Now I know the original goal was 500 words or less so I tried to remain kind and stay as close as I could, and you'll be glad to know that 504 was what I ended up with! So this is where Lauren my MC finds herself in a not so nice situation with a serial killer! Hope you enjoy!
Someone was in my house. This was my first time to sleep alone in the cabin, and I had hoped it would not be my last. Lying in bed I pulled the covers up to my chin, analyzing the situation. I knew I only had a few minutes, everyone of them needed to count. I heard footsteps approaching, deep powerful steps, I had hoped it was Ricky just messing around but the fear standing on the back of my neck told me otherwise. My heart raced as the footsteps approached my bedroom door, they were coming for me. They could have had anything they wanted, I wouldn’t have told a soul, I wouldn’t have known being so far back at the end of the house, but they wanted me, the goose bumps across my arms only confirmed the truth. I placed a hand over my mouth to prevent from screaming, I wanted to yell for my neighbors but I knew there was still to much I was risking.
Thoughts raced in my mind for a plan, something, anything but when I came up empty I knew there wasn’t time to be upset about it. I needed to move forward. Not making a peep I realized the footsteps had stopped and were right at my bedroom door, any minute this man would come in and I needed to be ready. Quietly I planted my feet on the cold wooden floor and shuffled my feet towards the window, tucking my body behind the curtain, praying he wouldn’t notice.
The door knob turns. My heart stops. Closing my eyes I wish for this thing, this person to go away. I peak around the curtain when silence fills the room and their stands a shadowy figure, slapping both hands over my mouth I quiet the screams, tears burn my eyes and fall down me cheeks. I can hear his footsteps approaching the curtains I found safety in, I know I only have a few seconds to make my move, I remember a lamp on the nightstand that only happens to be a few feet away, my timing must be perfect.
I count for strength and courage I’ll need in a few seconds time, One, Two, Three, I fling the drapes towards the shadowy figure and grab the lamp, he’s quick on his feet and stands directly in front of the bed post, my only way of escaping and he’s blocked it. I rip the lamp out of the socket and swing it at him. “What do you want?!” I scream “please, you can have anything you want, just get out!” tears fall in streams down my face, terrified with my hands still shaking I grip the lamp once more and flail it at him. This is my chance for freedom, only a second as he pulls him self together. Right outside the bedroom door just as I start to feel freedom his hands grab my feet and throws me against the wall, it’s the last thing I remember.