You hear a knock at the door

A normal occurence here

So you think nothing of it

Talking over skype

You ignore the conversation at the door

Your two nephews in the room playing

You notice muffled noises

You get up to see a struggle

This too is normal and figure you’d help

What you dont notice 

Is the look of surprise on the others face

The knife in his hand

And the missing expected third party

Realization dawns on you too late

Mid stride as you realize you are within arms reach

Caught off guard every movement appears amplified

Adrenaline rushing within milli seconds

You duck and dodge but come back up too fast

The knife slices the left side of the back of your neck

The pain searing only briefly as you throw yourself backwards

Too slow but also just in time you avoid death

But the knife still pierces the front of your neck

You go down

Your sister is struggling against his choke hold as he swipes at you furiously

Moment of truth

You have two choices fight or die

Your whole body acts off instincts

You take a shot and tackle both him and your sister to the ground

Surprised by the force of the blow he lets your sister go

She runs out of the front door

But no time to worry about it

The threat is still very active

He attempts to stab you again

But you catch the knife by the blade

Cuttin your hand you force the blade from him

Anger coursing through your veins like blood and adrenaline

You begin to stab and slice at the man pinned underneath you

His blood on your hands

His movements beginning to become sluggish

But he doesnt stop trying to escape

Thats when you realize the one becoming sluggish isnt him

Its you

You realize he is unaffected by the pain

He’s doped up

Your breathe harsh and ragged

He starts to his feet

You attempt to hold him down

But your energy is depleted you have no strength

He gets to his feet

You grab his shirt 

The pain from your hand begins to throb

Your grip is weak

He slips out of his hirt and takes off running

You start after him running 2 blocks

Before giving up

You’ve lost alot of blood

your vision is starting to blur

You make it back to the house your sister is there

On the phone with her boyfriend explainng the situation

You attempt to calm down to slow the blood flow

You lay down

Refusing to sleep

Afraid you might not wake up

You say a prayer

You sleep

But you refuse to die

You wake up in the hospital

Your sister’s boyfriend carried you there

The doctor walks in to get an explanation for the amount of cuts I received

Knowing the Full truth of what had just happened and why

You lie

And dont tell him why you were almost killed

And how your sister’s occupation was to blame