I was screaming in my head, but he knocked again. I opened the door, and made my voice sound foriegn. "Yesh? May aie halp yew?" I asked. "Open the damn door," he yelled. "Sowwy, yew half wrong apatment." I yelled. "Open the damn door Brooke. I know your in there." I carefully locked the door, and backed away. "Sowwy, yew half wrong apatment!" I yelled again. The banging got louder, and louder. I realized what he was doing. He was trying to break the door in.<br/>I went to the kitchen and got the sharpest knife I could. I brandished it in front of me, waiting for him to breakthrough the door.