My Friend Committed Suicide and I Think I'm Next: Difference between revisions

m
→‎top: replaced: … → ... (4)
m (→‎top: replaced: “ → " (5), ” → " (5), ’ → ' (32))
m (→‎top: replaced: … → ... (4))
 
Line 33:
I was shaking at this point and found myself unable to move from the spot. The man then held out his hand and took mine in a handshake, to which I felt blood on my hand, which gave me the impression that his wrists were slit. After he released my hand, my suspicion was correct as I saw blood dripping down his arms.
 
I had no time to even to much as move or try to say anything before the man's expression changed to a serious look and said "Your friend has given up his life for too long. So, now he was sealed his fate. As for you…you... know this. Value your life, otherwise the next one to die could be you"
 
I barely had enough time to ask or respond to this before he smirked a sadistic grin at me. He then started walking backwards, still grinning at me before fading into the darkness. It took me a full 5 minutes to compose myself and phone the police. It took them 10 minutes to arrive, during which I was was just standing there in the dark road staring at Frank's body.
Line 45:
One more thing, and I must make this quick because I just heard some glass breaking downstairs. It's him and he's come to get me. I may be terrified, but I'm not denying him this. Whether it sounds absurd or not, I can't go on living much longer. He can have me if he wants, but I have to make sure that he cannot have another.
 
I can hear him coming up the stairs right now, so I must make this clear. If you really want to stay alive and be well away from this man, then do this one thing…thing...
 
Value your life…life... Please…Please...
 
{{by-cpwuser|Brandon Edgar}}