Mistakes not forgiven.[9]

I twirled around in a greatly wonderful mood, my lie was turning around, I saw the little girl playing around on the bed, I felt like a mother. I looked through the peep hole but it was to dark to tell, I opened the door but left the chain. I nicely asked the ma what he had wanted, he asked me to let him in since I had ordered room service, I thought, wait, I cant have room service, this was a motel, not a hotel. I then tried to slam the door, but it wouldn’t move. His foot was in the way, I punched him, at which he scrambled back and stared at me with anger. I fished around in my pocket, making sure he had not somehow gotten my room key I slammed the door shut and leaned against it. I started to catch my breath as I rushed for the phone, ready to get someone to come and stop this man. When I grabbed the phone when the door cracked, I guessed the man gad gotten impatient and decided to kick down the door. I started to pack and call the desk, but by the time the line went through the man had gotten in. He grabbed me around the neck and started to drag me towards the chair, its like he knew everything about the room. I felt his arm, cold from the temperature outside, and hairy, grossly hairy. I realized I wasn’t really breathing so I started to struggle, feeling my heart beat, harder and harder. He finally sat me down in the chair, tying my arms to the back and my legs to the legs of the chair, I couldn’t do anything but think. I looked toward the little girl, why was she so unhappy, looked like terror streaked across her face, like this person had done something horrible to her. I shook, my spine tingling with fear. I still couldn’t shake the fact that this was happening. My mind raced, if I screamed he would kill me, so there was no way to call for help. I started to think, with more complicated ideas coming to mind, and then finally I had it! Wait no, my hand weren’t untied. I then realized how loose my hands were because I had kept twirling them around in the ropes and they were almost free. The man just seemed to pay attention to this girl calling her Cassy, so that was here name, I would remember that, now if I could only make this man disappear, I started to talk, saying things like what do you want and why are you here. He finally answered, in a yell more than just a talk, he yelled out his name was Shane and he had come for his daughter. I noticed the voice, this was the man who had killed almost my whole family, and I think had come to finish the job!