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The stalker behind me. Is freaking me out. Run to the sun. Will he go, well I doubt. Run to the light. He keeps getting taller. As the sun reaches noon. He has become smaller. The moonlight comes up.
Dear Jane, We’ve never really met before, but I feel like I should tell you something about myself. You probably wouldn’t recognize me if you saw me. I’m not very memorable.
The mirror side of my opuss "I'm Watching". I feel the eyes. follow me here. I feel them puncture. my skin as they stare. And every day. I feel the eyes. I look over shoulder. he must be disguised.
It never fails, he calls me his friend, scaring me senseless, at about 10:00. First the banging noise, followed by the sliding of my closet door, I quick hide under my covers, more terror is in store.
I could see your reflection in the surface of the mirror-lake, I stood stone still not to scare you, mostly for my sake. I didn't want you to be frightened, or angry as you might.
Chapter 1 It was a cold day here in Florida which is really only 56 degrees. I was on my way to work when I saw this peculiar looking sight.
"When was the last time you eat?" asked a worried intern to a tall, thin, emaciated figure huddled in the silver street alleyway.
Luckily, it was Jane. She chucked a bag at me. "I donated your hair today at lunch. The lady said ou could take something free for donating so much.
#acorn. I know some might call it stalking. But really, Im just watching. And it gives me such a thrill. All the shivers and the chills. While I keep a weary eye. And make sure you never die.
I was three blocks away from Jake's apartment and I could still hear the music as if it was I was wearing headphones. "That is some party going on.
Going to school Is something I dislike but when I seen Amy Masters in her Shorts and tank top brunette hair back in a ponytail I new I hade to know her, so I follow you home after school watching...
When you realize your not not alone Don't forget to scream You will be waisting your time no one can hear you I'm not afraid of you I'm better than you You have no idea that I've been following...
Nick was in the library in his school reading a book. He heard his name mentioned and giggling from some random girls in his class. He didn't know who they were and didn't particularly want to.
i'm hiding in the bushes, waiting. This is where she runs every evening to blow off steam. I've been watching her for a while now and I knows how her husband abuses her. He's a big guy.
Your eyes are open, you don't want to watch your parents getting murdered, the only thing you want is to get the hell out of there. His piercing eyes are staring at me, and all I know is that I'm...
When we woke up it was a normal day. The wind was blowing and the chill was just right. We did not know that the night was going to end like this.
My heart rate was increasing madly, my palms were starting to sweat as my panicked eyes started to dark around the room.
#nightdwellers#beginningline As the snow melted, I wept in awe... were the words scribbled on a crumpled piece of paper.
RED by Benjamin Clarkson After a brief stop halfway along Almer Road, she adjusted her iPod’s playlist, Sophie continued her journey home.
I know some might call it stalking But really, Im just watching And it gives me such a thrill All the shivers and the chills While I keep a weary eye And make sure you never die Dont you...
One night a lady who lived alone went to bed before she climbed into her bed she put her hand under her bed and let her dog lick her hand. She heard a dripping noise.
Crunch, crack. As you walk through the wood. Whip your torch, lest you should. See Him. Standing. Tall. In the fog. Breathe, breathe. As you watch the light. Your pool of vision in the night. See Him.
Maia switched off the tv and bounced upstairs. Her parents had gone out, so she was home alone. Most of the lights were on upstairs, her bed room light was not on.
I knew I was saved the first time I saw her. They were on the beach, she and her father. It was night, but there was enough of a glow emanating from the full moon that I could study her face.