Escaped Prisoner

 I was sitting on my couch watching tv, while snow had been attacking the city for days now. I saw on the news an escaped prisoner was on the loose. I laughed at the thought of him coming to my house and hurting me or steal something. Not even 15 minutes passed before I saw something pass my back sliding doors on my patio. I looked out for footprints in the snow, but there was none so I thought to myself, "I must be tired and my mind is playing games on me". That  I was very wrong of. I kept hearing things move and constant foot steps. I knew for sure that my mind was absalutely not messing around. I was to scared to even move. I sat quiet on the couch just waiting, waiting for that one moment of absalute fear. That moment when you're so scared you can't even talk. I caught myself drifting away in a spell of sleepiness. I tried and tried to stay awake but it kept getting harder and harder. It was about 11:02 when 'it' happened. His reflection was right there on the windows of the door. I knew for a fact that he wasnt outside because he was holding one of my shirts and he wrote "kill"  on it with what appeared to be my tomatoe red lip stick. I started sobbing furiously while whispering prayers to myself, But that wouldn't help much since he was standing right behind me. You could tell he had a big grin from inside that Jason mask. One of the most horrifid horror movies of all times and there he stood with that monsters mask. Thirty seconds had passed and i couldn't just sit there forever. I sprang from the couch turned around and yelled "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?". The scariest part was when I turned around he was gone; as if he just dissapeared into the dust. Scrambling to the phone, I tripped and thought like in the movies: I was done.