The Death of Amanda

      It was a dark and stormy night on Elm Street. Amanda was in her room looking out her window. She didn't hear anything nor see anything. All she could hear was the rain, and even when it was raining, it was loud on Elm Street. So she went outside to see what was going on. No one was out there except for her. She 
thought that was weird because it was always loud on Elm street."It's quiet, too quiet."

She turned around to go back inside, but when she tried going inside, the door was locked.
"No, I'm locked outside!"    "Now what do I do?"
 Then she heard a strange noise.
"Who goes there!"
No one answered. She heard the noise again.
"Who goes there!"    "I'll call the cops!"
"You can't call the cops."    "No ones around to save you."   Said the deep voice behind the bushes.
"Come out from hiding!"    "I'm not scared of you!"
An old man came out from the bushes. He had a knife that was all bloody. 
"Who are you and why does the knife have blood on it?"
"I'm your worst night-mare and the blood is from many people."
"I've been following you the whole time and I've been living in your basement."
"You better go away or I'll call the cops on you, and my parents will be here any minute!"
"I don't think we'll be meeting anyone soon." 
"What are you talking about?" 
"I killed your parents and everyone on Elm Street." 
Amanda got scared so she started running down the street. The old man screamed out "You can run, but you can't hide."    "No one can help you now."    "There's not one living body on Elm Street."
The old man started running and caught up with her. He took Amanda to his place, she was murdered, and never seen again.