Murder Gone Wrong

This poem takes place from my own bedroom
I was looking out the window glancing up at the stars
when I heard a blood curdling scream for help
then just as suddenly as I heard it
the sound simply disappeared.

Well intrigued I get up off my bed
semi awaken by that screaming sound
and low and behold to my horror
I saw a floating body in the pool
face down and the body was not moving.
Reacting as quickly as I was taught

I snatched up that phone
and frantically pounded out
the number nine one one.
The operator instantly responds
with the standard opening
" nine one one whats your emergency. "

Going through the drill over and over
within my sleepy thick skull head
I tell her in a frantic scary tone
" My my neighbor just just mur murdered someone. "
The operator asks " how old I am and also
asks where I am calling from and the address. "
After giving her the info she sweetly talks to me
trying to calm me down so I won't be as freaked out.

With in minutes, I hear sirens and I get off the phone.
Answering the door to a big tall police officer
He picks me up and asks " and what seems to be troubling you? "
I go through my account with what I saw and told him everything.
After listening intently for a few minutes
he takes my hand and leads me over next door
and I show him where the pool is.

I was absolutely shocked at what I saw.
The dead body was gone and all traces seemed to vanish
Frantically looking around I lead him all over the backyard
Finally finding the body which was bloated and soaking wet.
Gasping in horror at what I did, I told him the description of
the person I saw committing the murder.

After all that excitement and being left home alone,
I was taken down to the police station and questioned even more.
As I give the recollection of what I saw again, in full details
the description of the suspect and how I saw him etc.

After that long winded night, I end up sleeping at the station
feeling better than I could ever have been at home.
When I was released and taken back home,
a strange message on a slice of notebook paper
was left on my front door pinned with a nail.
the message said:

" I know that you saw what I did!
How dare you call the police on me!
I will get you next! "

Feeling extremely freaked out and shaking uncontrollably,
I called the police officer back to my house
to show him the note and trembled in fear.
" I I don't feel safe here anymore.
Could you please take me to my grandma's. "
The police officer merely nodded and called the detectives over.

After bagging the evidence and everything,
I was taken to my safe haven.
Feeling safe & relaxed again, my grandma
takes me to the nearest play house and
being a small kid I had a blast playing there.

After what seemed like forever to me
which was merely a few days later,
I was sent home and my parents were still not back.
I locked all the doors, windows, and blocked
every single entry way possible to feel safe.
Cowering in the corner of my house with a baseball bat
I waited in anticipation for the murder to come after me.

Then I heard it.
At first I thought I was paranoid with delusion
But out of the shadows
and into the sliver of moonlight
was the killer I witnessed.

I swung my baseball bat as hard as I could,
trying to knock out his legs from out underneath him
but I failed and he merely grunted by absorbing the blow

Frantically I called 911
as fast as I could and screamed for " HELP!!!!! "
But it never arrived.
He grinned viciously.
He light up a cigarette and blew the smoke right at me
" Hey kid if you never looked out the window,
I wouldn't have to do this to you! "

Then he began to explain what he would do to me
First he would first grab me by the collar of my shirt
hang me on the clothesline outside,
then he would draw his favored silver bladed knife,
which shimmered under the moonlight, and cut his initials into me,
then he would proceed to drag me
next door to that pool
and toss me carelessly into the pool;
as I would be anchored with a cloth stuffed down my throat,
so nobody could hear my blood curdling screams,
then he would take a cement block and tie it to my feet,
then he would turn the pool water on and watch
with a mirthless sadistic sick pleasureable smile
as I try to struggle against the chains!

Then before I knew what was happening!
POLICE! DROP YOUR KNIFE NOW!
The suspect drops the knife and is immediately taken down!
" Thanks kid " says the police officer to me.
" You did a good job nabbing this suspect for us.
We've been after this jackass for many years. "

After all that time and being severely shaken
I fall asleep knowing a police officer was watching over me!