I looked up and saw a dark figure looming in the dark near the door. I have always been paranoid about things near the door it gives me the creeps. I flashbacked to the day when my father died. I was very young and cheerful until one day I saw a man walk in the door with a gun in hand. I didn’t know what was happening but he walked into my father's room and shot a bullet and ran. The next thing I heard was my mother's screams. However, my neighbors said that they only heard mine. So when this exact same dark figure was near the door, I panicked. Then I see him open the door and walk up to me. I started screaming and boom he shoots me. I was still screaming when I woke up but the only difference is my mom was there for me like she always is.