I heard thuds and creaks coming from the hallway, but I didn't think much of it. I just assumed that my sister got up to go to the bathroom.

I continued to try to sleep, but the flashes of light kept me from it. "Eve, turn off your flashlight." I mumbled. The flashes continued. "Please Eve! I'm trying to sleep."

The flashes became more consistent and the thuds became louder. "Eve! This isn't funny. I'm tired!" I dug my face into my pillow, trying to shield myself from my sister's chaos.

Suddenly, everything stopped. No thuds, no light, nothing. Everything seemingly disappeared. I got up to check on my sister, who was in her bed, fast asleep.

Weird, I thought to myself. But then again, I could have been hallucinating. I climbed back into bed, but I had this strange feeling in my gut, like something was watching me. Something just didn't feel right.

To make sure my family and I were safe and sound, I stayed awake for a few minutes, on edge. My left hand kept my blanket wrapped around my body and my right underneath my pillow, fiddling with a pocketknife.

After what only seemed like a few minutes, turned out to be hours. I checked the time: 2:38. Must've been your imagination I calmed myself. I laid down and put my knife on my nightstand, just in case.

As soon as a closed my eyes, I felt a blade piercing through my chest. My eyes darted open and I bolted up. My eyes frantically wandered around the room, searching for anyone (or thing) that would harm my family. Nothing. Then I felt that intense pain in my heart.

I looked down, only to see the hilt of a dagger, dug deep into my breast. My hands were covered in blood, as were my bedsheets. I felt my heartbeat slow drastically, until it stopped altogether. I let out my last breath of air, and fainted. Permanently.

I woke up after what seemed like hours, but was only a few minutes. 2:44. The dim light of my digital clock lit the room enough to see a man standing in the corner of my room.

He was tall with dark brown hair, brutally handsome, but pale, and his eyes were practically dead. I think he was dead. I turned around to see my lifeless body, which meant I was dead too!

I looked back to the man, and only two words escaped his lips. "I'm sorry." I saw the tears coming from his red eyes streaming down his ghostly cheeks. Then he walked out the door. I couldn't stop staring. I was speechless. I could only say or think one thing.

I knew him.

A/N

Hey guys! Sorry it's been so long since I updated this story. I've had so many final exams and schoolwork that it's been hard to catch up. But now that school is over, you can expect more from me! Yay!

Also, I was wondering if anyone would like me to turn this short into a full story. I really like the idea and I left you guys at a little cliffhanger there. So, comment below and let me know what you think!

Thank you guys so much for reading. I appreciate every one of you!

All the best,
Ana xx