Day Three...
  My brother and I were home alone due to a business trip cruise that our parents had to go on. This means they left me in charge due to me being fourteen and my brother being nine. We were watching Tv when I decided to watch the news. "Come on Sierra! Why do we have to watch the news? Can we watch Gumball?" my brother Dillan said. "I just want to know what going on in the world. Be patient!" I said as I turned to channel five anyway. Something seemed to be a little off.

The reporter was a little shaken and then I found out why. "It has been reported that the infamous serial killer Josiah Rockwell has escaped prison. So whatever you do, lock every single way of entry in your house." The reporter said while taking huge breathes in between words. Dillan has told me about Josiah and how he got arrested at where we live which is Atlanta, Georgia. I panicked and put barricades and locks on every door. Then I remembered that I don't even know what the dude look like.

  I asked and Dillan said he had a scar on his face, multiple tattoos, and a six finger. I then heard a knock at the door but just to be careful I analyzed the dude at our front door from the window. It ended up being Josiah. I told Dillan but he thought I was pulling his leg up until Josiah shot through the window with his shotgun and slowly crawled through. Me and Dillan ran up the stairs like there was no tomorrow otherwise there would be no tomorrow.

I locked the door since Me and Dillan hid in our parents room with Dillan in the closet and me under the bed. I was hyper ventilating while thinking, "Am I really going to die today?!". I then realized that it was quiet, too quiet. That's when I heard the door get punched and Josiah's hand was bleeding but he shrugged it off as if it was nothing. He put his hand on the knob through the hole and opened the bedroom door.

  I then heard Dillan screamed as he was yanked out of the closet by Josiah. I then jump out from under the bed, took Josiah's shot gun, and shot him in the knee cap. We both ran out as I heard Josiah scream and wince in pain. "I'm so scared!" Dillan shrieked as tears streamed down his face like a water fall. I would try to comfort him but we were running for our lives looking for a place to hide.

  We ran across the street to our neighbors Dan and Mary Smith who had horrified expressions on their faces with their door already open. They must have heard everything since they allowed us in instantly and locked the multiple locks on their door. "Are you two okay?" Dan asked as we all sat down on the couch in the dark living room lit with lanterns. "We are absolutely not okay! Well not okay in a way that were scarred." I said as Mary handed Dillan and I a lantern. We then heard a door bell ring which could be no other then Josiah.

  He must have seen us run across the street. That's when we all scattered across the house to hide from the crazed man outside their door. Dan and Mary hid down stairs in the bathroom and their guest room and Dillan and I hid upstairs in Dan and Mary's bedroom. We then all heard the glass shatter and I tried my best not to make a sound by covering my mouth. It was quiet for a good five minutes until we heard a yell coming from the downstairs bathroom.

  We then heard a yell from the bottom of the stairs. I heard chocking so Josiah must have been doing that to Mary. I was now petrified from what was happening and I was finding it even harder to keep my cool. But I managed somehow to keep quiet and not have Josiah running up. But speak of the devil, I heard foot steps coming up the stairs.

  The door opened and at that exact moment I realized, I forgot to lock the door. What really set me off was when I heard a scream coming from Dillan and Josiah was trying to kill him with his bare hands. Then I realized why he was using his hands since I still have the shot gun. Then I zipped from the bed, shot him in the heart, and got Dillan. I noticed that Dillan had very bad bruises and claw marks so I shot Josiah a couple of times in the head.

  I then ran out of the house with my little brother in arms to call 911. Josiah wasn't able to get arrested since he's kind of dead but Dillan was able to get healed at a hospital.  My parents then came home early as soon as they heard what happened. I went to the graveyard to Josiah's grave a couple of months after. When I looked at the dirt a pair of red eyes were staring back at me.

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