Surviving a Real Life Horror Story

Disclaimer! I do not own any of the franchise characters mentioned in this story. Jason, Freddy Kreuger, Leatherface, and Micheal Myers are not my creations. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Why is it that teenagers feel a need to listen to their friends, even when they have the dumbest ideas? I was kicking myself for listening to mine. I was hopelessly trapped. I knew venturing beyond the tiny nook I was hidden in meant a painful death. Ten of us had come here, I was unsure of how many of us were left. It wasn’t fun anymore (it never had been). I knew the exit had to be somewhere close by, but they had converged around it. They had us trapped like rats. They were smart enough to know that we would be trying to escape. All they had to do was sit and wait. Wait for us to become desperate enough to die.