I don’t know how I managed, but I pushed him off. He was trying to bite me. I’ve never been that scared in my life. I ran into the kitchen to get the phone but he followed me in, and I grabbed the skillet off the stove and hit him with it. The eggs were still in it, it burned my hand here, see? That knocked him over but he just got right back up again. Then I grabbed the carving knife and stabbed him. I guess I was screaming pretty loud, because Mr. Oglethorpe showed up with his gun…
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