I didn't dare make a sound as I hid behind the small dusty dresser and watched the events unfold before my eyes. He walked around the room, still not realizing where I was hiding. How long would this last? Nobody knew it. I sat on the hot tiled floor, wanting to scream and run, but I had no chance of getting out of this hell in one piece. I watched him push the chairs aside as he moved closer and closer to the dresser I was hiding behind. Just as he reached out to push him away, which would surely reveal me in my terrified position, I sensed movement just outside the door. Him too, since he immediately moved away from the dresser and walked briskly towards the door, perplexed because he was so sure he saw me rushing into this room, but no other living being He was in the building so he made sure he was wrong. .With him gone for the time being, I was finally able to breathe properly and tried in vain to calm my nerves with a breathing exercise I used before every quiz, test, or exam. “Inhale, exhale, exhale, exhale. » I sang in no more volume than a whisper. A few minutes passed with no sign of his return. I thought back to a few hours ago, when my curiosity, which was that of an average fifteen-year-old girl, led me into this whole fiasco.* * *I was out for my evening jog around from the block, today without my father, because he had to stay late at his office. So, for the longest time, my thirteen-year-old brother and I were home alone for the evening since our mother died. My mother had passed away two years ago due to breast cancer and it was only on very rare occasions that my father was not home to tend to our every need. Cameron was being a jerk as usual and was... middle of paper... but found no sign of Mr. James or the stranger in sight. But I encountered the horrible corpse of Mr. James at the end of the stairs. The next moment, I was lying on the ground next to him, blood flowing from my thin neck, looking at the faces of the Johnson twins. Everything went dark. , my life flashed before my eyes and I was not happy with what I saw. I had judged the world with defiled eyes. Still, I slowly climbed up to heaven and sat next to my mother.* * *The next day, the police were called by my father who was concerned about my whereabouts. Investigating, they found no culprits, only the bodies of Margie, Mr. James and me, untouched after the Johnsons fled to a new part of town. What did they want? Why did they do this? Nobody knew.