Terror (Writing Practice)

I emereged from the theater with my hands in my pockets. I had just some dumb movie called Twilight. I'm not gonna lie, the movie sucked.
I walked quetly down the street where I parked my little yellow Geo Prism.
I could hear rustling behind me but I payed no attention to it. What did I have to be scared. I was 20 years old with a gun in my pocket that I know how to shoot and I learned karate when i was really young.
Then i heard heavy footsteps and someone grabbed me around my neck. I screamed and grabbed my gun. 
The man attacking me said " I'm a vampire." I laughed a little at that. "Ha Ha ok." I said and wiggled my way free of his grip.
"Arn't you scared?" He asked.
"No. Vampires are lame. " I said.
He looked at me and at the theater I had just left and then back at me.
"DAMN IT TWILIGHT!!!!!" He screamed.
I laughed agian. Then I shot him.
"Suck on that."