The imitators

Staring into the blackness of my cold room, letting the overwhelming smell of autumn blow into my room through the open window. Late November, seasons changing, I could've sworn my room was getting colder by the second. I couldn't sleep, I wouldn't sleep. Nightmares terrorize me on nights where I slowly drift off. I heard my door slowly creek open as a black shadow appeared in the doorway. I slowly pulled my head under the 5 blankets I put on my bed as a precaution to monsters getting to me. Just enough to where I could see. A flashlight clicked and I saw it was just my mother coming in. I sighed a very exasperated sigh. To my surprise my mother rushed over and put her hand over my mouth. She haded me a note that read "They are coming, get in your closet and make no noise." I nodded my head spinning with everything that could be wrong, I felt like I was going to throw up. My mother shut my window slowly and quietly, as I grabbed a blanket and hid in the closet. My mother came in and joined me. She handed me another note, "She's here, she looks like me, DON'T be fooled, she's here to kill us." I stared at the note in confusion and worry, who? What? Why?

"Who's afte-" I started before my mom slapped her hand over my mouth. Little did I know it was too late. In fact, we never were safe.

My door creaked again as silent tears started streaming down my face, I something something shine out of the corner of my eye as my mother clicked off the flashlight.

A voice that sounded like my mom said, "Honey! I think someone broke in, are you safe?!"

I heard my light switch as a small bit a light leaked into the closet. I saw my mom smiling as she slowly pulled out a knife. I had to bite my tongue to keep myself quiet.

"Sorry, your too late, oh by the way, I'M the imitator, she's your mom," Slowly she morphed back into a terrifying form of many people, like they had all been smashed into one, any person she could find. Blood at the seems of different skin colors, and a missing eye. "You have such pretty eyes y'know? I'll have to be careful while removing them, wouldn't want to ruin their color." With that she reached over as I tried to push open the doors and started carving out my eye. I screamed, over and over and slowing down from losing so much blood.

Searing pain all over my body even though only my head was being affected. She finally finished me off with a slit to the throat. So as my last thoughts I'm warning you.

1.Lock your door and shut your window.

2. Don't. Trust. Anyone.

3. Pray they don't come for you next.