You cautiously stand and place your magazine on the chair. Frightened out of your mind, you detour to the kitchen, grabbing the biggest butcher knife you find, before venturing upstairs. You slowly walk up the stairs as each board creeks. You stiffen with each step as you are trying to be quiet as a mouse. Your shadow follows you on the wall as you continue up the stairs. You reach the top, walk down the long hallway to your room. The door is closed. Your heart is pounding hard and loud. Your breathing is shallow. You reach out, touch the knob, turning, turning...slowly, released! Now you carefully push the door open, but first, you quickly glance behind you to make certain you are alone. Yes, just you and your shadow on the wall. You continue to open the door as it kreeks and squeeks. You peep your little head in...nothing but darkness. You turn on the light as you raise your knife, so that you can stab the intruder before he stabs you. Once the light is on, you look on the floor, and there is your most expensive bottle of perfume...splat on the floor...and fluffy...your BIG WHITE CLUMBSY CAT, liking up the residue. Oh, man, that darn cat!!!!! As you breath a sigh of releive and relax your arm which holds your lethal knife. You pick up the bottle, wipe the perfume, and give old Fluffy a good scolding. All is well on the home front, so you think. As you walk back down the stairs...you contemplate on cozingly getting back into your chair to finish reading that, all so, intruging article. BUT, as soon as your foot exit the last stair and hits the floor, another shadow appears on the wall....a big, intimadating shadow. The arms reach out and before you can scream....heeeeelp!!!, his hands are around your throat. You struggle, he struggles. Clenching your neck tighter and tighter. You begin to choke and gag. Your life flashes before your eyes. You see the ones you love...you don't want to leave them, yet. So, you muster up all the strength in your petit little body, and with the knife still clinched in your fist, you thrust out and stab your would be murder right in the stomach. He falls on top of you, your eyes begin to tear and as you push him off of you blood has stains your brand new t-shirt. You crawl over to the phone, call 911, and the police come to your aid. Later, you are recognized and labelled a hero for capturing a mass murderer who has been wanted for the past five years. The end.
2006-08-20 09:11:44
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answered by Author Al 4
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I would get my dog after him and call the police. My dog is small but could be very viscious. Or hide in a room and lock the door til the police get there. I once had a santa peek into my window and take off. I never did find out who it was.
2006-08-20 16:00:17
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answered by Anonymous
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Get the heck out of the house. Jump in the car and get mom and dad to come over and do a walk through. Make sure alarm is on then go buy a dog to protect me and the house!!!
2006-08-20 15:55:23
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answered by Anonymous
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run to the room, use a cloth to grab some glass, and slit that suckers neck open. Leave the glass in his neck, throw the cloth in the washer, turn it on. Call the cops. Collect a reward for killing that axe murder in the news.
2006-08-20 16:02:33
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answered by Anonymous
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I grab my 12 gauge shotgun, load up some birdshot, and run into the room and stop them. I make the intruder lay face-down on the floor and call the cops, who come take them away.
2006-08-20 15:53:45
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answered by theboz 3
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well, you go to the room and see two people leaving the window and can't find your sister/brother. then you call mom/dad and they come home and there is blood on the floor and there is a huge investigation then they find your brother/sister dead and they find out those same people who murdered your sister/brother murdered 10 people that same night in the same block!
What if they come for you next?
2006-08-20 16:11:04
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answered by bekka 3
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You grab your purse, cell phone and run like hell to a neighbors, on your way there you bump into the stranger from the window, who is about 6'5 running in the opposite direction, when you get to your neighbors you notice her door is ajar...
2006-08-20 16:02:15
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answered by GODIS 2
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scared I'd get my bebe gun from childhodd and slowly proceed towards the room. I'd then peek in to the room to find 2 men in ski masks looting my room. I'd shhot one man with the gun for him to expectedly fall over. unexpectedly though the other man was carrying a loaded pistol. looking through the door he would take aim at me but miss after shooting the gun. we would both race to reload our weapons with him to find that he was out. after the police arrested him I would soon find that he was the criminal serial killer I had been reading about in my magazine. tired about the ordeal I would quickly fall asleep.
2006-08-20 16:01:13
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answered by Matthew A 2
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Reach over and turn the tv off
2006-08-20 15:53:28
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answered by redhotboxsoxfan 6
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I grab my 9mm and use the intruder's head as an ingredient in an abstract painting.
2006-08-20 15:53:22
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answered by Flyboy 6
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