Why I Don 't Know

There was no answer as I got to the bottom of the staircase I felt someone's breath on my neck I turned around no one was there. I walked into the kitchen and multiple plates were broken on the floor. I started to clean it up, but as I was I kept hearing noises and the wind rushing past me. I got up to check if a door was open and it was closed. As I was walking back to the kitchen to finish cleaning I saw a woman in black standing in my kitchen.

There was a red plastic trash can in the corner which measured 1ft 1inch in height contained napkins inside of it which had blood on them. There was white and brown napkins inside the trash can. There was a white Panasonic phone on the ground which measured to be 8 5/16 inches length. It had streaks of blood on the center and bottom portions of the phone. It was near the base of the phone which was also white and it was on it’s side facing up. The phone was approximately 1ft 4 1/2 inches from the south wall. On the floor where the phone and phone base there were dots and streaks of blood. On the bed there was two pools of blood. One was noticeably bigger than the other. The bigger pool of blood was darker red than the smaller one and was approximately 1ft 7.5 inches away from the south wall. The smaller pool of blood was approximately 1ft 10 ½ inches away from the south wall. There was a white pillow laying on the header of the bed which also contained a pool of blood. The pool of blood was approximately 1ft 4 inches away from the south wall and the pool itself was approximately 3

The number one thing that woke me up was a scream it was a man,I grabbed my shotgun and I went toward the sound of screaming and there were two guys and a girl one.One guy had a baseball bat and the other two had knifes each.There were five Z’s they were surrounding them I shot 2 ,the girl stabbed the other two and the two guys killed the last.All that was left was me and the three people ,I didn’t get a good look at them when I was fighting.The guy with the bat had a straight bill cap on a vest on top of a black shirt,tan shorts he was tall skinny,his name was jared he had brown eyes and black hair.The guy with the knife, he was tall kind of chunky ,glasses black hair lots of acne,jeans,brown

We drove to a little gas station that one of my grandpa’s friends worked at. My grandpa told me to go to the bathroom to clean up while he talked to his friend about what to do. I walked into the bathroom and immediately looked into the mirror to see the damage that had been done. There was blood all over my jacket and my face looked like a mess from crying the whole way there. I rinsed my mouth out and cleaned up my shirt a bit and walked back out into the

Broken plates, pots, pans, knives and cups covered the floor. The fridge that got knocked over made it look more like a natural disaster. This very natural disaster was a bloody tornado that laid waste to the whole house. Nothing remained intact, it was an utter catastrophe. The sink was spraying water all over. Continuing forward, I noticed that there was a thick streak of blood, and as I followed it with my eyes I found. IT WAS A BODY!!! In the kitchen on the ground next to the fridge was a dead body. Upon further inspection, it appeared that by the look of his posture and that smear of blood, he was trying to drag himself forward. I looked towards where he was moving until I noticed that the footprints originated not ten feet from where

Then I called a friend and said that their was something in my house and my friend said I will come over but it will take about an hour for me to get their and she said that was not soon enough then “bzzzz ooom” the power was out, I screamed and started to get teary eyed then grabbed the flashlight next to my bedside table and decided to go downstairs while it was pitch black outside and no light in the house I was shook and could barely move so then that is when I Decided to suck it up the step toward the kitchen then I saw something the same figure darted across the kitchen as I whispered in a shaky voice“who's there” I heard a loud stomp toward me and knew that a person was in my house I tried to call 911 but then remembered the power was out and I could not use my home phone and my other phone was dead.

When i got to the car it started to rain, so i hurried and got inside the SUV. We were on our way to the best Paintballing place in town, The Paint Place is what it is called and we go up there almost everyday, and That’s why we get discounts on are paintballs and gear we get from them. When we were driving for like 30 minutes Jerry look to his right and said “There is a body up a head to your right”, we all looked but didn’t really think nothing of it, so Quavo just kept driving. When we finally arrived at the paintball place, there was a big puddle of something red in the middle of the parking lot. We just drove through it knowing that is was probably paint or something. When Quavo parked the SUV we all hopped out and headed for the entrance, when we got to the stand there was no one there, but after a few

Next thing we did was run to the safe and grabbed the shotgun it had already had rounds in it. Me and my brother we aiming at the basement door we had finger on the trigger ready to shoot. Nothing happened we opened the door and inspected the basement. NOTHING WAS THERE we were really spooked. I kept the shotgun next to me if I heard it again. But before I went

I thought to myself. I almost let out a laugh. That just is not possible. My second thought was that perhaps I was just incredibly sleep deprived, but that quickly subdued as the corpse started to make his way to my car. Defenseless, I immediately left the vehicle, my eyes darting for somewhere or some sort of plan. “My crow bar”, I muttered out load to myself. The trunk button on my keyless car keys never seemed like such a luxury. I scrambled for it as a few more the corpses took heed of me and seemed to head my way. I immediately snatched the crow bar, flare gun, and first aid kid just in case before darting towards my apartment. I suddenly become overwhelmed with fear about my family, imaging the terrible scenarios that could have very well played out. Just about a mile until my apartment, and although I was overweight, I don't think I have ever ran as fast or as far as I have in my entire life, letting my adrenaline take

As I walked through the door, I saw two mysterious figures. I walked closer and noticed that one of the figures was my boss, Mr.Boddy. The other guy was gone and Mr.Boddy was dead. It looks like the other guy jumped out the window and left his weapon behind.The weapon he used to kill Mr. Boddy was a dagger. I think to my self where is the phone I must call 911. I find the house phone and dial 911, ''hello 911 what is your emergency?'' ''I came home and saw two black figures so I walked closer and didn’t see the second one but I did see my boss, Mr. Boddy lying on the ground dead but the other guy was gone and the dagger he used was lying on the ground beside Mr. Boddy.'' '' ok where are you at?'' said the police.

There was a doctor tray next to me with a needle and some type of clear grey fluid next to it. The door was cracked, I saw people walking up and down the hallway. Out of nowhere I hear someone scream. I was trying to figure a way out but other than the trey there was only a door, a small closet, and a window. Thinking of a way to get out I stood on the chair to get out the window, but the chair fell. A loud BAM! The chair smacked the floor. I heard footsteps coming closer, I stared at the door then ran. I could hear the footsteps getting louder and closer. I leaped in a closet and slammed the door. I could see someones feet at the closet door, I was extremely quiet as I had ever been. After 5 minutes the feet left. I peeked my head out of the closet, no one was there, but the door was cracked. The chair was still there I got back on the chair and pushed the window. The footsteps came back the door slammed open; the man had a terrible look in his eye. The man grabbed my foot, I kick him in the face and grabbed the needle, I stabbed him right in the neck. The widow was wide open and I squeezed out the window; plummeting on the ground. I ran as fast and as far away from

So i run up stairs as fast as a race car to my room.Then i see glass on the ground.But my stepfather was not the one to break the glass...it was my dog CHARLIE. Charlie was on the ground .looking like he just saw the scariest thing in the world! What i could infer was my dog was scared because it was windy so he comes into my room because it makes him feel safe . So i comfort him for a couple of seconds .Then i pick up the glass on the ground and room.And i put the glass on the table and there is a bookshelf behind it.There is a book one the ground then i hear

I jumped out of bed and grabbed my 30-30 rifle thinking someone was in my house. As I walked down the creaky wooden steps I heard the voice again it sounded like they were in the kitchen, so I had walked slowly and quietly into the kitchen pointing my gun in front of me and I heard the voice again, this time I heard the voice and the upstairs floors were creeking like someone was walking in my room or close to it. The safety was off and my finger was on the trigger ready to shoot. I rushed into the room and started yelling at the top of my lungs get down on the ground! No one was in there so maybe I've got the wrong room. I got very frightened as I hear the voice getting louder and louder. I shut myself in the closet door for my own safety, chills sending down my spine as the floor creaks closer and closer. I'm holding the door knob with one hand and have my finger on the trigger in the

I stepped on the brakes and turned the car around i had no idea on what i was doing but i stuck with it i wentbackinside of the cabin i had forgot where I put it i finally found it then i heard something i turned around i ran i fell once again i said breathing heavily “why am i doing this” i stayed in the exact same spot all of a sudden i fell asleep but i woke up in my house in my bed “was it a dream?” i said to myself i looked outside and my car was perfectly parked there i had decided to go to the detective's office he wasn't there then some 35 year old told me.

While watching TV, I hear footsteps outside, a knock on the door, and the doorbell ring, then another knock. Naturally, I run upstairs and look out the window in order to see who is there. A truck with flashing yellow lights is parked in the road, and a stout man holding a flashlight is looking in the back of the truck. To be safe, I call my mom, and ask her if she is expecting someone. She replies with a curious no, and asks, “Why?” While I am in the midst of telling her the situation, the flashlight beams through my bedroom window, sending chills up my spine, and causing my heart to drop.