Horror House

Home is supposed to be safe,
at home nothing should harm you
nothing should scare you

I hear the tick of the clock
slow and steady
as if it were counting the seconds to my death
the wind beats steadily on the walls
it surrounds this anchient house
and wiggles it's way into the many cracks in it's walls
the house moans in pain
as if the winds are tearing it apart
every creak of the floorboards
every tap on the windows
echoes like a gunshout in the near silence
soft whispers of wind
blow the dust eratically around
the soft squeak of mice
make my heartbeat pound
i hear every beat
i feel my blood race
the rivers of hot crimson blood course through my body
feeding my muscsles with oxygen for my flight
my breating is raggad and short
it rushes in and out if my lungs
as adrenaline speeds up my heart that much more

chills race up my spine
along with the feeling of eyes watching me

the shadows stalk me menacingly
they follow my every movement
as i run from the room
my footsteps hit the floorboards
in a sharp, quick, uneven stacatto
gasping for air i run from my fears
but they follow me down the stairs

a loud crash echoes in the front of the house
as i trip over a broken chair
my arms fly out instinctively to stop my fall
searing pain ripples up my arms
as my hands land on a million shards of glass
and a sharp pain rips open my thigh
my head swims with pain as i get slowly to my feet
thick crimson blood drips down my fingers
and splatters the glass at my feet
as i try to walk
my leg painfully protests
for a huge shard of glass is lodged in my leg
and numbs it with pain
sucking in a deep breath
my hands, slick with blood and open with cuts, pull it from my leg
i cry out in pain as it slices my hands one more
it falls from my hands and shatters on the floor
splattering me with my own blood

I limp as quickly as i can out the shattered glass door
and collapse in the brilliant white snow
my blood trickles slowly out of my many deep wounds
and marks the snow where i lay
as it drains from my body so does my strength and life
my blank dark eyes reflect the silver full moon
and my bloodless face is as white as the snow
surrounded by my crimson blood
my lips parted for the breath that will never come
i die cold and frightened
just outside my home

you, the reason for my horrified flight,
stalk silently from the woods
and smile down at my lifeless form