When Death is Near

He is after me.

He won’t stop.

I have no where to go.

He’ll kill me.

I have to hide.

But I can’t.

He’s coming closer.

All I have is a knife.

What have I done to deserve this?

I am going to die.

Soon.

No, I won’t.

I have to defend myself.

It’s so dark, I can’t see him.

I know he is close.

He is going to kill me.

I hear him.

Why is he after me?

I have to kill him.

It’s the only way I’ll live.

I don’t want to kill him.

I have to, before he kills me.

I fell his breaths behind my neck.

I mustn’t panic.

I have to get him off guard.

Before he stabs me.

I can’t die.

It can’t end like this.

I feel his hand on my arm.

This is my chance.

I have to strike.

I did it.

I stuck the knife in his neck.

I killed him.

Blood is every where.

Wait, I hear something.

No.

It can’t be.

That wasn’t him.

I have to look back.

My god.

I didn’t kill him.

He’s still after me.

I killed a police man.

This can’t be happening.

He could be anywhere.

I don’t have a weapon.

I’m going to die.

I look around.

I don’t see anybody.

I must run.

Fast.

Before he finds me.

The police are after him.

When they find out I killed a police man, they’ll be after me, too.

I am going to die.

I have to run faster.

Before I die.

Wait, what is that?

It’s him.

He found me.

No.

Pain is everywhere.

I feel the cold cement.

I must have fell.

He stabbed me.

I’m dying.

I see his hand.

He is about to stab me again.

I know it.

It ends now.

My whole body is burning.

It is hurting.

It is dying.

I am dying.

I hear his laughter.

He is enjoying my death.

I can’t hear anymore.

Everything is going black.

I’m dead.

Wait.

I can’t be dead.

I’m thinking.

I can feel again.

My body isn’t cold.

I’m not on the cement.

I’m somewhere else.

Where?

I must be in the hospital.

I can see light.

I can hear people talking.

I can taste blood.

But I’m alive.

The police must have captured the killer.

I see people; doctors.

I try to talk.

I can only whisper.

I ask if they had gotten the killer.

They tell me they did.

I fell a sigh of relief.

I’m relaxed.

They saved my life.

I ask where the killer is.

They tell me that I’m the killer.

They are talking about when I killed the police man by accident.

They really didn’t get the person who was trying to kill me.

He is still lose.

He is after me.

He won’t stop.

I am going to die.

Fin.