Warnings: kn!ves, hair y@nked, bl00d,dr0wning, st@b w0unds

I lay in my bed eyes wide open and annoyed because I can't sleep.

At this point, I want to get up. And I do.

I cling my legs to my chest and wrap my arms around them.

I stare out my window, expecting to see nothing. I spot a blurry figure emerging from the river.

I blink my eyes just to make sure my vision wasn't acting up.

I see a person in black clothing. I can only tell it's a human because I can see their face and hair, though it's too dark to tell what their hair color is.

I look to see what the figure looks like.

Their facial structure looks much like a teen around my age, which I find interesting.

I see that their holding a knife, I hope that it's just for cutting vegetables, and not something (or someone) else.

They keep walking and stop when they are in front of my neighbor, Mrs, and Mr. Kelly's house, they turn their head sharply and quickly.

Right. At. My. Window.
I scramble down to move from my window and back into my bed, I close my eyes and fake sleep.

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Five minutes later, I hear the front door of Mrs. Kelly's house open. I slip out of bed and look out the window.

I see the figure, but she's with someone.

More like she's dragging someone, to be frank.

I recognize that it's Mrs. Kelly.

The figure is holding her by the hair.

They continue to drag Mrs. Kelly by the head.

My twitches as the figure yanks Mrs. Kelly's hair harder to move faster.

I notice that Mrs. Kelly has stab wounds covering her body from head to toe.

The person finally gets back to the river, they place Mrs. Kelly into the water and wait for her to sink.

Mrs. Kelly does.

All I could see was red from the glow of the flashlight the figure took out.

I lay back down as I contemplate what I just saw.

Slowly, I close my eyes and drift off the sleep.

I wake up and over at my clock. It reads "6:30". So I have an hour or so, to get ready.

I get my clothes on, pack the things I need in my messenger bag, and head downstairs.

I make some oatmeal and turn on the TV to watch the news.

"Mr. Kelly didn't see his wife in bed and went to see where she was. He didn't see her, but a trail of blood from his bedroom to the river at the side of the house. Police have gone to the house to check it out and investigate, more news as we get it. Back to you Elizabeth," The new caster says.

I get up to see if the police are at the house next door.

They are.

I open the door and see a little closer.

I only see the cop cars and the trail of blood.

I decide to go back inside and just wait until I have to walk to school.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed it, it was so much fun writing this! Love ya! -Kay