“A Boy Who Was My Next-door Neighbor”

My name is Laura. I live in a town with my family. We are a little family with my dad, mom, and me. My mom is a chef. She works in a restaurant and my dad works in a bank. I am a school going, student.

Every day I come home at 3 o clock. No one was there at my home at that time.

One day I was alone at my home as usual. Then the doorbell rang. I was surprised who could be at this time? I opened the door and saw a boy standing in front of me. His eyes were blue. His hair was brown. He wore a black jacket with a white shirt and a blue pent. He was looking so smart. His face was fully clean. I asked him;

"What do you want"?

He didn’t reply. I asked again. “Hello, what do you want"?

Then he suddenly replied; "oh sorry. My name is John. John smith. I am your new neighbor. I just arrived here one hour ago. I have locked the door of my room. And I couldn't open it. Would you please help me? I just want a screwdriver".

Then I came back into my room and put out a screwdriver from a drawer and gave it to him. He paid thanks to me and went.

Next day when I was coming from my school. I saw him standing in front of his house. He passed me a smile and said hello. I replied and entered my house. After half an hour. The doorbell rang. I opened the door. He was standing again at my door. He said "hi" and returned me a screwdriver with thank you. 

"Has it done your work properly"? I asked.

"Yeah, it’s proved really helpful for me." He replied.

After that, he asked my name and invited me to see his home. I said sorry, I'll visit your home next time.

Following two days when I was getting back from school. I saw him. After hello, hi he welcomed me again to his home. This time I couldn't refuse. So I went with him inside his home. His house was nice. Everything was kept in proper places. I appreciated his manner and his house. 

"Would you like coffee"? He offered.

"Yeah, why not". I replied. 

Then he went to the kitchen to make coffee and I started to look at his house. I saw his photo album that was lying on the table. He was looking nice in pictures. 

Then suddenly I saw an ax that was lying in a corner. Fresh blood was clearly viewing on the ax. I was astounded to see. Then I searched his room. I was so stunned and got terrified when I saw a woman's clothes that were stained with blood spots. I didn’t understand anything about that. I saw weird.

Then John entered the room by holding a cup of coffee. He gave me my cup and sat on the couch. He offered me a seat but I refused. "I am okay". 

Then he started talking to me and asked me about my school and family. Nearly half an hour, I stayed there.

Following day when I was alone in my house as usual. Suddenly I glanced at a newspaper. Where I saw a photo of someone that is absolutely resembled with the John smith. It was written in the newspaper; the man who got many killed and did a lot of robberies. I identified him. He was absolutely Jhon smith.

Suddenly a doorbell rang. I opened a door and saw he was standing before me. The newspaper was in my hand. He said "hi" and entered the house. I was so nervous and scared. A killer was at my house and I was alone.

I couldn’t understand what to do. He realized my nervousness and asked.

"What happened? Are you okay"?

I replied with trembling lips. "Yeah, I am fine."

But he didn’t satisfy. He took a gander at a newspaper. He snatched a newspaper from me. Then he saw his photo. After that, he picked up his head and saw me in anger. His eyes got red and scary and he looked so creepy. He tried to grasp me. But I ran from there and locked myself in the room. He started to thump the door forcefully and try to break it. I got much scared. I knew I couldn’t hide here for a long time. At last, he will break the door and kill me.

So what should I do? I thought.

Suddenly, there was silence outside. He stopped to thumping the door. But I stayed inside the room. Since I knew he would be hiding outside. Following a couple of moments, he started to break the door, but this time with something. I was unable to understand from inside the room however I realized it is an ax. Suddenly, I thought about an ax that I saw in his house.

"Oh my god. What I do now. He will kill me. How might I survive"?

After some time I listened to the sound of someone outside the room. Then I heard that he was quarreling with someone.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?

Where is my daughter"? Someone was stating.

I recognized the voice. He is my dad. Yeah, he is my dad. He came to a home early unusually. 

After that, he ran outside. My papa attempted to get him yet he ran. Then my dad opened the door. I told him the story about that boy and saw a newspaper. He called the police.

The police caught him in a few hours from somewhere.

I can never forget him. I think if my dad did not come to the home early, I wouldn't be alive anymore.