*A/n ok u know the drill ur y/n blah blah blah ur a 12 (IK ITS A YOUNG AGE IDRC) yr old girl but has to work two jobs w a fake ID just to live in ur house.
You have no parents or family or friends so ur alone. Ur pretty much a psycho (don't worry I am to) and is very different and unique in ur own way. Aight let's start this*
You had just got home from one of your jobs and turned on the shower. Waiting for it to warm up you grabbed some clothes and stripped.
You jumped into the shower and let the hit water relax your sore and tense muscles. Today was a tough day, a guy came in and was really aggressive and verbally mean.
-after the shower-
You wrap a towel around you and head to your room to get your clothes, ok your way up the stairs you swear you heard a thump from somewhere in the house.
You began to get nervous when you heard it again, except louder and closer. You dashed into your room locking the door while still holding the towel up.
You heard the noise again, this time it sounded like it was outside your door. You slid underneath your bed and looked around the floor to see if anyone was coming in.
Suddenly the thumps stopped and you got out from under your bed. You were shaking violently from the amount of anxiety you had.
You began to change. You had your jeans, bra, and underwear on when suddenly a loud crash came from the window. You spun on your heels to look at the window, a tall guy came into your room.
He was tall, black hair, a bloody hoody, pretty damn cool eyes, black jeans kinda like the ones you had on now, and a smile carved into his cheeks.
You froze in fear and just stood there 'damnit legs, work!' you yelled in your head. He laughed psychotically and ran towards you, pulling a knife on you. You shrieked and ran out of the room.
Running down the stairs you felt something pull at your hair causing you to fall backwards.
You landed against the guy from earlier. "Don't fight me" he growled into your ear "I'm gonna make you beautiful" he said laughing again. You felt a cold blade hit your face.
Right before he started to carve into you, you bit his arm making him jump back, giving you enough room to run. You dashed down the stairs and hid inside of the attic.
You crawled around the attic quietly. Finally you stopped moving and could hear the guy walking around "come out bitch" he yelled and continued to walk around.
There was a vent up there and you could see him.
You sighed and apparently loudly to, the guy chuckled and look up at the vent looking dead into your eyes. You tried to move but your ears were filled with a loud static sound.
You covered your ears but that didn't help what so ever. Your vision started to get blurry, before you could react to anything you passed out.