november 19, 1998.
her dull eyes crinkled
like it was revived to life again
when she smiled at me.
flashing her teeth
stained with blood.
corners of her lips?
still stained with blood.
she killed one again.
can't be sure either if it was just one.
"hello."
her tone attempted
to beam at me.
but all it did was send
goosebumps on my skin.
"why aren't you sleeping yet?"
i don't know.
i have a murderer
inside my house
who watches
every move i make
who feels
every breath i take
the lines are cut
the doors are shut
i don't want to make a wrong move.
"goodnight."
YOU ARE READING
GOODNIGHT.
Mystery / Thriller❝ A stranger broke into my house and I think she watches me sleep every night.❞ a thriller short story. ©-chimeraki 2017
