You walk home from your friend (friends name) house and as you walk down the side walk you hear a faint scream coming from a house. You looked at said house and there was a window covered in blood, then all the sudden a man looked out the window. You looked as he was holding a knife in his hand and big eyes with no eye lids but the weirdest part was that be had a smile carved into him face. He stared outside then spotted you with his big eyes and pushes the window open. You were frozen in fear at this and you had to force yourself to run away from there. As you ran you could hear foot steps of someone else. You turned around to see the man from the window in a white hoodie and black pants. You started to try and run faster but you were slowing down from running.
You soon relive that your in the woods and running deeper in it. You look back and don't see the man from the window, you stop and pants from exaction of running. You then feel something sharp and metal like tap your cheek on the other side of where you were looking. You turn your head making the sharp metal that was a knife cut your cheek a little. Your eye tear up at the sting of the cut but you see the man from the window looking at you. He steps close and moves the knife away from you. You stare at him with fear as he stares at you with a insane look. He walks around you looking you up and down then stops in front of you. He smiles at you making the carve of the smile bigger. You whimper from fear and say " Please.. Please d-don't kill m-me" you looking at him in fear.
He laughs a bit and looks at you and says "you do look beautiful from up close then from far away" you stare at him and kind of start to see that he is starting to look cuter. You stare at him like he's mad or something (he is). He then kisses your cheek where you got cut and you flinch as it stings. He just smiles and says "My names jeff" you look at him then say back " _-___ " you still in fear of him. He says your name for a little and smiles "Pretty name for a beautiful lady" he says looking at you. You looks at him and can't help but smiling a tiny bit.
(some more on the way maybe)