It was on Sunday, I was walking down a very quiet street, it was scary that night and it was about 11 o'clock at night. I was by myself in the dark that night, I saw a shadow it was dark so I didn't see the shadow very well. The shadow was big and tall, it looked like Dracula. The shadow was moving closer and closer to where I was, then I moved behind a door. I could still see the shadow.

After about 2 minutes, I saw it clearly, it was an old man, his face was scary, he was tall and he was carrying another human. It was a girl. He threw the girl in the bin, the big rubbish bin. She was dead, blood was running over her body. Her eyes were open, her mouth was open, she had one hand cut in half.

After the man put the girl in the rubbish bin, he walked away, the he went back, he forgot something. He went back to the rubbish bin where he put the dead girl. He found something in her pocket. He took it and walked away. He was walking and whistling. After he walked to the other street, I went closer to the dead body. I felt that I wanted to scream, but I could not, I was too scared. I was shivering, it was so cold that night. I had a feeling that the dead body was going to move and say something, but I was so scared I ran away. I was sweating, I was running so fast I didn't stop because I was scared that the man who killed that girl was following me.

When I got home, my mum was sitting on a chair. She looked so surprised when she saw me. My clothes were all wet and dirty and a little bit of dirt was on my face. I didn't even recognise myself. After about 10 minutes, I cleaned myself. I remembered that I fell when I ran home. I was so terrified, my body was still shaking, I was still scared. I had a lot of scary thoughts. I sat down beside my mum, she made a cup of warm chocolate milk to warm me. I was just sitting there, I didn't say anything and I couldn't really hear anything. I knew my mum was talking to me or asking me something, but I didn't really hear what she said. I heard when she called my name, but I didn't answer and then she touched my hand. I jumped up, my mum was very surprised, she asked me if there was anything wrong. I said "no," because I was trying to forget all those things that I saw. My mum was still asking me lots of other questions, but I always said that there wasn't anything wrong.

Her face looked so scared , I tried to calm her down, but I couldn't because I myself was still scared. So I decided to go to my bed. I said goodnight to my mum and then I went up the stairs. I looked down the stairs. I saw my mum, she was still standing there, she was looking at me. She was confused and scared. I went into my room and lay on my bed, I didn't move, I was too scared to move. The light in my room looked so bright. I couldn't stop thinking about what happened, but at last I went to sleep.

The next morning, I had forgotten all about those things, but then I remembered it again after about 15 minutes. I went down the stairs to have a shower. I saw my mum she was very busy getting ready for breakfast, she was late for work that morning. It was 7 o'clock in the morning. After I showered, my mum said to me that she needed to talk to me after work. My mum worked in a factory, a clothes factory. My dad was still sleeping that early morning, he worked in the oil industry. He used to go to his work at 1 o'clock a.m.

After my mum finished setting up the breakfast, she walked to me and kissed me on my forehead and said good-bye. 10 minutes after that I sat and ate my breakfast. I was still thinking about what happened last night. After I finished my breakfast, I went to school. At school, at lunchtime, I saw a man and that man was the one who killed the girl, he was staring at me. I stood there, I couldn't walk or run I was too scared. The man was standing behind a big tree, a couple of minutes later he walked away.

I was still scared because I was afraid that he was going to kill me and then I saw my friend, she had blood on her face. She was lying near the tree. I walked towards the tree and I saw her, she was dead. I'm sure the old man killed her. I didn't want to tell anyone about what happened.

After school, I went home. When I got home the house was empty, my mum and dad weren't home. I was thinking why would that old man kill only young girls. I was afraid that he was going to kill me next. My body was cold, I was freezing, so I turned the heater on. A couple of minutes later I saw someone trying to open the front door, I was scared.

The door burst open and a man came in. It was that old man again. I was terrified, I could feel my body shaking, I couldn't run. The man came closer to me and then I ran. I turned all the lights on so that I could see his face properly.

When I saw his face, I recognised it, it was my principal. I gasped loudly. I screamed. He had a knife in his hand, he raised it up, he was trying to kill me. I screamed. The next thing I knew, I was on my bed and I knew that it was only a nightmare. I was sweating. I got up from my bed and I went down stairs. I saw mum, she was very busy setting up breakfast. She smiled at me, she was a bit surprised, because I was sweating even though it was cold. She knew that I had had a nightmare. A very long nightmare!