The Choice

Feeling the icy breath of death upon my neck sent shivers down my spine. Should I stay or should I go? I feel like she doesn't want me here. Maybe I should apologize. No that makes me look weak. She’s staring me over like she could kill me. I need to go she’s beginning to scare me. Her attitude is getting worse. I should really learn how to keep my mouth shut. It was just a suggestion. Oh thank God she walked away. I’m safe now. Wait.. No. She’s coming back. I need to get out of here before I die. Is it just me or is it getting colder in here. Yay! It’s time to leave. Okay why can’t I go anywhere? I can’t move. Something is restraining me. She wants to talk to me. She won’t let me go. I swear I didn't mean what I said. Blood? Where’d the blood come from? It’s everywhere! I’m covered in it! This is not good. This is really not good!! My throat? But I don’t feel anything. I’m getting light headed. I’m……… I’m…  Gasp!  I’m alive!! Oh God that was the worst dream of my life!