Pure FEAR

Hey my name is Tina. I always thought my life would be dull, never thought there would be any extraordinary thing about me. One day I was just walking home from school with my friends as usual, I don't know why but I could tell something was going to happen. Ryan, Brian, Nessa, and me were pushing each other on the sidewalk. We never thought that anything of it. I pushed Brian on the road then bam, he was gone. Blood flew everywhere, on Ryan, Nessa, and me. The white guy driving a silver Cadillac who hit Brian zoomed off right after he hit Brian. Ryan was cursing at me; Nessa was crying her head off, and me well I had no idea what to do. We didn't call the police because we thought they would blame it on us. We ran all the way to our house and never talked about it. We went through school for a year not talking about it once. Sense Brian lived by himself no one knew he was gone. Everyone just thought that he moved. The police found Brian's I.D and then they put a hit and run incident. Ryan wanted to tell the police, Nessa didn't want to tell the police and me well I just wanted out. I didnt want any of this, I wanted to run away make a new name and live in another country. Sense there was 3 of us we would do what I picked. I told them I will make my mind up in 2 days. That night I was trying to think about what would happen to me. I thought sense I was the one who pushed Brian in the street I would go to jail. I thought if I did tell though I could lie and tell them he ran out there then got hit. That morning I went to Nessa's house to go to school with her. She was crying, I asked her what was wrong. She said that Ryan was dead. He got murdered last night. My heart sunk to the bottom of my stomach. Why was this happening, what did we do to deserve this. In school Nessa and me decided to tell the police about the hit and run. The Ryan murder really spooked us out. Right after school they went to there house's. In the morning they would tell the police. That night I heard something at my downstairs window. I thought it was just the wind so I went back to sleep. Later that night I heard another sound but it was outside my bedroom door. At that moment I called for my mom and dad, no response. I yelled as loud as I could MOM DAD, no response. I heard foot steps by my bedroom door. The door knob was turning, the hairs on my neck were standing up. My heart started to beat faster, faster, faster. The door swung open. As I saw it, its pale white face with its pure black eyes looking at me. I didn't know what to do except run, run for my life forget all my friends, forget my past, and forget everything except run. Fear overcome me, all I wanted was out, out from the hell I was in. I wanted that thing away from me, why was it after me? I ran around my room, it wasn't that fast. I got to my door ran out, ran down stairs, then outside. It was right behind me, I ran as fast as I could. It was still behind me, it seemed my slow theory was wrong. I ran to Nessa's house. I yelled as loud as I could Nessa open the door, no one answered. I started to cry, but I still ran. I tried her door, it was open. I went in the house and locked it. BAM, BAM, and BAM it was banging on the door. I yelled Nessa again, no response. Why is this happening to me? The banging stopped sudden silence. It gave me time to think, why was this thing chasing me? I thought hard, then it came to me, maybe this was the hit and run driver who hit Brian. Yeah, yeah that's it, it's got to be. He doesn't want us to tell the police that he hit Brian so he is killing us one by one. I ran to the phone, dead. I always thought in the movie s what I would do if I was put in this situation. I said u would stay calm, but now I know that it is impossible. I cant, no I won't stay calm, and I have to figure a way out of here. BAM, BAM, BAM he' banging on the door again. Crying, moaning, wondering, heart beating faster and faster, pure fear. BAM, BAM, BAM, the door isn't going to last forever. I can think strait; everything is going fast, BAM, BAM, what am I going to do? Then I lose it, I go nuts, I don't care about anything anymore, not like I'm going to live through this. I break the mirror and grab a piece of glass. I open the door and start stabbing, screaming, crying, PURE FEAR, anger, rage, stab after stab. Blood on my hands, I know he's dead by now, but I keep stabbing. I remove the mask, some white guy. The fear is gone. I'm not crying anymore, joy fills my heart. I mourn my friends, but still am happy because I live. That is what I call pure fear.