Narrative Essay On Today's Night

Today’s night was the scariest I could ever be afraid of. At my work, I stayed overnight just to get extra paid for getting the job done. There was no one except for me who is working in the darkness alone, at first it was terrific, but I deal with it.

Furthermore, I began to work on my computer, which has my name as, “Michael Brock” on the front of my desk. I also had coffee with me just in case if I'm going to be here all night long. As I was continuing on my work, I heard a noise coming from a far away from me. As I stood up from my chair and look around in the dark, there was silence. I started to get the chills and decided it was just a worker trying to work late night too.

I then sat down. I continue at what was left of my work
I stopped as I began to continue listening to the steps. Later, as the footsteps began to sound closer, they started to get faster running down at me. Panicked and scared, I began to run down the stairs with my flashlight shining the darkness. As I began to get close to the bottom of the building, the footsteps stopped, and there was silence again. I was there exhausted, and tired, wanting to go already, but I then regain myself and started to walk towards the door that leads to outside the
As I was starting my car and looked into the side mirror, he started walking towards my car very slowly with his creepy smile on his face still. I was getting pressured and hoping it would start. As I finally started it, I quickly pushed the clutch down and began to drive out as fast as I can. I turned so soon that I couldn’t see the building anymore, or the creepy, old man. I started to drive normally finally and relaxed from all the things I went through. As I adjust the mirror in front of me, I see him again on the backseat of where I am, still smiling creepily. I was scared and nervous as well. As he went up to my ear, he spoke, “Beware of the face in the mirror.” He then began to laugh in a psychopathic way. I stopped the car and got out running into the woods. I then got my phone out and called 911, told me to stay where I am until the police arrive. By the time the police came where I was, I got out of my hiding spot and went up to them. I then told them everything I know about what went wrong, and they began to search the car, but they didn't found anyone on the backseat. At first, they thought I went crazy, but they believed it and started to find the person on the lookout. They also offered me if I want to get to my house safely, I then exclaimed, “Of course, I would like that very much.” By the time I got to my car and drive with the cops, I decided that I