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.