he ran into the room, his heart pounding and his clothes soaking wet. yet it wasn't dripping water it was dripping blood. Revenge was all the man had told him before he pounded at him. Revenge for what? what have i ever done? he looked for his phone and once he saw it he heard a pounding on the door. the house shook whenever the man pounded the door."you killed her! you killed her!" i heard him screaming and that's when i heard the door burst open and i could hear his heavy feet climbing the stairs. i dialed for the police as soon as possible but once someone picked up the line my door burst open. i turned to see the man staring at me, his face red, his eyes full of anger. as the man charged at me i didn't know what to do. I ran to my window but the man grabbed me by my shirt collar and dragged me to the wall. i could see his fists curling ready to pound my face. maybe this last blow could kill me or it could just knock me out. i just closed me eyes waiting for whatever was coming to me.