I had walked for about fifteen to twenty minutes when I saw something on the floor. The light from the moon was reflecting off it so it caught my eye, as it was shiny. I picked it up to see what it was. I screamed. There was blood dripping all over it; it was all over my hands. I dropped the knife and ran as fast as I could. I heard the knife clunk on the ground. I ran so fast it was unreal; I could be an Olympic Gold medal runner. While I was running I unexpectedly tripped and fell on the ground. As I got back up again, I could feel hot breath on my neck and could hear heavy breathing in my ear. A knife was held to my throat. I was so scared; my stomach was turning like a washing machine, round and round it went. I was in shock, and was shaking, I tried to get away but my whole body had locked. I could not move, not even an inch.
‘Why are you doing this to me?’ I trembled.
In a muddled voice the murderer said, ‘You hurt me so I’m going to hurt you.’
‘Who are you?’ I cried, shaking like a leaf.
‘You don’t need to know, all you need to know is that you only have a few minutes left of your life!’ he said.
I could feel his arm around my waist getting tighter and tighter, I could hardly breathe. I was crying badly, I did not want my life to end so soon. I had years left and some crazy man had decided to kill me.
‘Are you ready?’ he asked.
I let out a big cry of helplessness, I could not speak. I had got so choked up crying that I could not speak. I tried to but nothing came out. It was getting light now it must nearly be morning. The knife was removed from my throat, which was a relief, I thought he had felt sorry for me and was going to let me go. I thought wrongly. I was stabbed it the back with the knife. Slowly it went in, every inch hurt three times more than the last. I could feel the blood dripping down my back, pouring out. My head was thumping and tears were rolling down my face, I was so upset and hurt. My body went numb and my eyes began to shut. The pain was so unbearable I passed out, the knife still in my back.
Three weeks later I was awoken by the sound of a heart monitor…I opened my eyes to see that I was in hospital. Lee was sitting beside me,
I asked him ‘Why am I here? What happened?’
‘You were hurt by someone really evil’ he replied.
‘What do you mean hurt?’ I asked worriedly.
‘You were stabbed in the back with a knife, it was quite serious but you are ok now thankfully’ Lee said seeming quite happy.
‘Oh right, no wonder my back was so painful. How long have I been sleeping for?’ I asked.
‘About three weeks, I was so worried about you, I missed you so much, I thought I was going to lose you. I wouldn’t know what to do if I did lose you’, He said.
I woke up being shaken by the nurse; it must have all been a dream waking up with Lee beside me. I feel so alone.
