Creep at nanas

Date: 4/1/2020

I was at my grandma’s house rolling down the little mini hill in front of her house on this mattress on wheels. Ms battistel was giving a lesson from the lady across the streets house and I promised her I could still hear her and that I was paying attention. She gave me a look but didn’t say that I couldn’t so I kept doing it. I would even answer some of the questions she would ask now and again so I still felt like a part of the long distance quarantine lesson. On one of the trips in the mattress it just collapsed and I spilled off of it into the grass beside the road. I tried to pick up the mattress but the sheets were coming off and despite being small and flimsy it was really heavy and hard to pick up. I draped it over my shoulders and trudged up the hill to the house where battistel was she wasn’t there I went to the corner where the lady who always has a bunch of stray cats and dogs was (and this time it seemed like she had a bunch of farm animals too) but I couldn’t find her. It had started to get dark all of a sudden and I decided to just take the mattress back to my grandmas house along with this poster thing that I had picked up as well. This guy comes down the road and slows down and opens his window. His car was pretty low to the ground so when he rolled down his window he had to look up at me and the one thing I saw first was how long and skinny is nose was. it was almost comical like pinnocchio but also still believable. He just looked up at me and I’m not sure if he said anything or not but I wasn’t quite sure what he wanted so I said, can I help you? I can’t remember how he responded but I started getting weirded out so I started to walk away back to my grandmas but he just followed slowly behind. I tried to pick up the pace to get away from this creep but I got the classic case of not being able to run in a dream. I could move my limbs quickly but it was like I was running into a really really powerful wind and I just couldn’t get enough traction to go anywhere i dropped the mattress as he pulled into the driveway and I could move a little easier but It still felt tooo slow. I got to the side door that we always use to enter and sonia was at the door. Scrambled to get inside and to lock it but the guy was like already there and the best I could do was hold the screen door shut and yell for sonia to get help. He told us a ton of terrible things that he was going to do to us and our grandmother and I was about to lose it. He pulled out this small pistol pointed it through the mesh on the screen door and pulled the trigger. I braced for the end. It clicked but nothing came out. He pulled it again and again nothing. He laughed maniacally and tosed the apparently unloaded pistol aside. I was entering into an all out panic and I glanced around the room for anything that might help and saw small four inch paring knife on the counter that my grandma had been preparing dinner with. I eased up on the door lunged for the knife and turned back and just slashed the shit out of this lunatic. He was surprised at first and didn’t really even fight back. I went for the hear and the neck and it started to get really bloody. He crumpled to the ground but I still kept stabbing until I was sure he wasn’t going to get up. I paused for a second to catch my breath and then it just flooded over me what just happened what I had just done. I had viciously killed this guy. What the hell is wrong with me. I collapsed beside him and cried.