Don't Read Abuse Stories at 3AM

Date: 10/20/2016

By Cohbria

I was walking around downtown in the little town I grew up. I had a real weird vibe about this guy and no one believed me. He sensed it and was stalking me and caught me alone. He threw broken glass tubes as he got closer and closer. One caught me in the neck. I was bleeding out but could still breathe. I was in a shallow grave still breathing, he hacked at me with an ax. My hands were split because I put them up in defense. He buried me. He took pictures. Somehow I survived and went back to warn my friend and tell the police, but I still wasn't believed. Killer found me again and we were facing each other. That's when I woke up.