8.00AM and I'm already late for school. " Bye Mum! At Chloe's later so will be back around 7!" I shout before walking out the front door. As I close the door I look across the road and he's there
How did he find me here? I'd moved away from California with my Aunt and returned home because I thought it was safer. Obviously not.
Stares. That's all he does. Stares. Knife in hand ready to launch at any moment. Then he smiles. Not a pleasant smile friends exchange but one that indicates ' you're screwed now'. As he walks towards me thoughts drum through my head; getting louder the closer he gets. I make my choice.
I run. Never stoping. Heart pumping so hard it feels like it'll jump out of my chest any second. Lips dry from dehydration. Occasionally looking behind. He's still there. Still angry. Still waiting for me to stumble.
Panting. Slowing. Need rest. Got to keep going.
Got to keep going......
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