Beady Eyes

Hi, i'm christopher. I'm in 6th grade, so i'm pretty young. I once was walking home from school, when, all of a sudden, i was stopped by a man wearing glasses. He was a shady character, who asked if i wanted a box of chocolates, and he would lead me into a alley. I'm not stupid,and i told him no. About a minute later, i saw him again. He was in a black van, rolling slowly, keeping up with me. So i broke into a run. He left me. I made a terrible mistake not looking at his license plate number, because i wanted to call the cops on this freak. Well no point in worrying now, i thought. Oh how i was wrong. I took a nap in mid-day. I had a dream. In it, the man pulled a knife and stabbed me. I fainted. I woke up in the dream in a torture chamber. He sawed my arms, drilled my eyes, and torched my legs. I woke up drenched in sweat. Who was this man. Why is he doing this.I went to the kitchen, and saw the man outside my window. He was not wearing glasses. His eyes were pitch black. Nothing but black. He was smiling, holding a knife. Then he ran off into the woods. I called the cops, and they arrived. The scariest part, is that they found no footprints, in the wet,wet, mud. I was utterly shocked. They said not to prank call them, or i could face charges. It was then i knew, I was helpless. My parents came home and were mad for prank calling the police. No matter how hard i tried, they would not believe a word i said. I felt lost.For the remainder of the night, my dreams were filled with the beady eyed man.He almost drove me to insanity. I had hallucinations, or were they, of him following me every place i went. Then, the next night, he came into my room. He stared down at me from my bedside for at least an hour. Finely, i snapped. I screamed, shouted, and yelled. My dad came in with a gun and shot the beady eyed man. we called 9-1-1, and everything was cleaned up. I was still snapped, but my parents did not blame me, and thought nothing was wrong, and i would be normal in a few days. That night, i got up and went to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw my eyes, pitch black,beady. I saw my parents room, and got a knife in the kitchen, and went to their room. In seconds, the bloody deed was done. O if you hear someone go through your house tonight, who has beady eyes, with a knife, know its me. Don't be scared. I think i will stand next to you, staring, and after an hour, I will take my time with you. After all, i am the new, beady eyed man.

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