november 24, 1998.
it's morning.
i can hear the police car's
sirens sounding so nearer
than usual.
blinking colours
and flashes of
blue and red lights
shone through my window.
i looked at her,
so horrified.
"what did you do when i was asleep?"
i shouted at her,
but she stayed so tranquil.
it seemed like it would take long
for her to answer me,
so i jumped
into conclusions when
i saw the bloody butcher knife
that she tightly grasped in her hand.
"did you kill the people next door?"
she innocently gleamed
at me.
"i just did."
i felt a single tear
streaming down my face.
i put my hand over
my mouth agape,
trying to hide the whimpers
that begged to be released.
"i killed them because they might be the reason you can't sleep at night."
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
