Nightmare
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I wake up to a creak outside my door.
Must be the cat I comfort my self.
But the Cats sleeping beside me.
Must Be my dad. 
But my dad never walks by. 
It can't be someone else i would  have heard them enter.
Least my doors locked.
I think.
The handel turnes.
I hold my Breath.
It dosn't open.
I relax.
Theres a loud crack against my door.
Wood splinters hit me in the face, my cat jumps away.
I see my knife lying on the floor.
Fight or flight....
I cant jump out the window on the roof 
Wood brakes in from the door.
Seconds to chose
fight or flight....
I chose to fight.
I grab the knife.
I won't atack him I would die.
I close my eyes and pretend to sleep.
He brakes the door down and charges me with a knife.
I surprise him with my own.
But to late.
Are Blades Peirced each other
His Firey blood shot eyes don't blink
His mouth turnes to grinning and blood escapes but not a sound escapes as he fades away
I push him off Seeing my own wound. Worse then his.
The Pain hits me Nocking me down. 
My hands clamp over the wound.
Vainly trying to stop the bleeding
Vainly trying to hold on
Vainly Trying to hold my fleeing soul.
A muffled cry escapes my lips muffled by a wave of blood 
Fight or flight.....
Fight or flight.....
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