For days now I've had the same spine tingling sensation that someone is following me. Everywhere I go, My heart pounds in my chest and my breathing becomes erratic.
I know I'm not crazy, I can feel it in my bones, someone is always there, taunting me, making me extremely nervous. I don't know what to do!!
It was late Saturday night and I had just sat down to eat my Chinese when I heard a clutter outside. I rushed to my feet and went to explore the situation further.
I know it's not my imagination playing tricks, I know it!! I feel uneasy and sick, like at any moment someone was going to jump out and pounce on me. And it wasn't until two weeks later that someone actually did.
I awoke with a fuzzy headache and I had no idea where I was. "Wakey wakey sunshine" A man came strolling towards me with a tray of weapons: Knives, needles, drills, screwdrivers, you name it.
"Please" I begged. I looked into this man's big green eyes and pleaded for my life. He simply chuckled. "You think that looking at me with your puppy dog eyes and your pretty face is going to make a difference? Oh no. Your in for a world of pain tonight Mary"
I gasped when he clutched a knife in his hands. "Scream and I'll kill you slowly" He brutally sexually assaulted me and then
sliced my cheek with the same knife.
Then he walked back over to the tray and pick up an iron. All sorts of questions ran through out my head. 'Why me?' 'What's he gonna do with that?' I was filled with unbelievable panic.
He ripped open my shirt and spun me around so my back was exposed and he very gently placed the hot iron on my back. I screamed, it was unbearable. My skin was melting.
Afterwards he simply chuckled and said "good girl, now for the fun stuff" my jaw dropped when he walked toward me with a drill.
He stuck it into each of my legs, causing me to cry out. 'Please make it stop' I prayed like I'd never prayed before. But too my despair I had only seconds to live.
He lifted up the drill and placed it at my head. "Why me?" I asked. He smirked and said "it always has to be you. It always has been. In every life we live I find you and torment and torture you for what you did to me. And you know something Mary? I have something extra special for next time"
That was the last thing I remember before he drilled away into my skull.
Jason simply placed the drill down and whistled away as he made his way upstairs. "Until next time Mary, sleep tight because I'll always be there when you open your eyes!"