I think you’re adorable- supernatural rewrite

Tears streamed down my face, I covered my mouth with my hand in order to stifle the sobs. I was hiding in my closet, praying, hoping the monster wouldn't find me. I heard the door to my room open and my eyes squeezed shut. I heard footsteps, walking towards me. Then suddenly, they stopped. I opened my eyes again to see if he was there. If it, was there. All of a sudden, the closet doors flew open. My father stood there smiling, or what looked like my father. His eyes turned black and chills ran down my spine. Blood covered his shirt where my mother had stabbed him. Mommy. Just thinking of her made more tears leak from my eyes. He continued walking towards me, I screamed. This was it. I was going to die. He reached towards me and roughly grabbed me, pulling me out of the closet and holding me up in the air.

"Any last words?" he asked in my father's voice.

All I could do was force out a choked sob. I didn't know what was happening. I just wanted my mommy and daddy. Suddenly, The door was kicked open, I looked over and saw Mr. John,  a gun in his hands.