The Stalker...

Was My Life At Risk?...

I quickly pressed the button for help, but no one was coming. The psycho was getting closer and closer, my heart started beating faster and faster. I was in hysterics. It was almost as if I was counting down the seconds left of my life.
Thankfully the nurse had eventually come, and he scattered away.
She asked me what I needed and why I'd pressed the button, but my shock got the best of me and I couldn't talk. She injected the drip into my arm to calm me down and waited for me to fall asleep.
The next day came around, and I was told to be ready to go home. Of corse this news excited me, because it meant I could go home to see my family for the first time in a long while, however that meant I'd have to leave "the guy" behind.
I collected all my things together anxious to walk out that door.
I took one last look at him and left...
this was the hardest decision I'd ever had to make, it was a decision I'd never wanted to make!
I mean, you guys are probably thinking i could just simply go back and see him, but it was way more complicated than that.
What was I going to tell my parents once I got back home.
I wasn't just gonna say, hey mum, hey dad, I quickly need to pop out to see the person who's been stalking me my whole life, kidnapped me, and now we're in love. I would sound like a complete maniac.
Instead I was going to have to lie my way out😌.
I was approaching home quicker than I'd thought, I could see the door from a distance.
Instantly the psycho appeared infront of me holding a knife in his hand. 
I began running as fast as i could in the opposite direction hoping he wouldn't catch up to me.
Fortunately, I lost him. However, i myself was lost (IN THE WOODS)...