User:NaturalyDemonic

It started off as a clear nice day. Me and my family decided to go out on a trip. We wouldn't have gone if... That horrible person wasnt out there. Yesterday we were watching TV when a breaking news message popped up. It said the following, "Beware people of New York City. Throughout the streets of New York, Multiple shooting have been occuring recently. We dont know who did this but we do have some wittnesses to explain this". The screen switched to a person with a big red jacket, long blond hair, and blue eyes. She said he looked like he had curly brown hair, A white T-Shirt, Tan shorts, White skin, and a grey beenie. Me and my family lived in an apartment in New York City.

We took a vacation to Cuba untill the killer is caught. Me and my older brother played outside for we would say... 2 hours. When we came back in our parents where shocked to see us. My mother said "Ohh its just you two, sorry all that killing bisuness made me not myself for a while". I put on a gentle smile and said "Don' worry mom nothing will happen to us". She smiled at me and said "Yeah, I guess your right". So I went upstairs to see my brother holding his leg. I asked what happened to him, And i got a replay that said "I climbed onto my bed and I cut myself on the wood". I let out a small giggle.

Later that night I awoke to a thumping sound, One which I had never heard before. My skin turned pale and I got up to see my parents rooms had an open window and a busted screen. By this time I was truly Terrified So I ran back to my room but did it, Quietly. I never thought this would happen. When i got to my room I saw the man that the woman described standing on my bed. My body turned so scared that goosebumps ran up my entire body He fired at me but missed I ran onto a different empty bed he fired 4 more times, Which left him with 1 more bullet. So I ran towards him and punched him in the face causing him to let out a short scream. Again I kicked him in the shoulder which caused him to drop the gun, I picked it up and shot him in the stomach. Then I ran towards the kitchen took out the biggest knife I found and when he ran to the bottem of the stairs, bleeding, I threw the knife. It hit him in the face... Killing him.

The next morning My parent walked downstairs and saw the dead body and I confessed I killed him. My parents were shocked, Not that I killed a man, But that a killer came all the way from New York City to Cuba just to kill people. They alerted the police and they arived at our door and thanked me and gave me 25,000 dollars, I split it as equally as I could. And we returned to New York and my parents said they are proud of me because of what I did.

The End.