Literature
Nightmares: Jeff the Killer Story Part 1
Another day spent alone in the house. Considering I am not one to watch TV often, I missed a huge memo. I relaxed on my bed, bored beyond belief, and typed away at my laptop. The only thing to do was try to chat with people, even though everyone was always busy. It was hard to get out in the town I lived in. Desperately, I had to get away, but it was too hot to go anywhere! Angry at my slow PC I shut it off and pouted in my bed. Then, the sound of footsteps came. Obviously when home alone I suspected it was the dogs. Picking up my phone, I turned on a game and began to play. The footsteps stopped at my door, possibly the dog lying down. That