Chapter 3 - The Coffeeshop

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My phone rang daily on a certain hour at night. I thought it was probably someone trying to annoy me , but i was thankful that it had always saved me from that horrible nightmare.

I usually went to a small coffee shop where i could almost have coffee for free. The coffee shop owner admired me , and i found that a good way to save my money.

One day , when i was sitting in the
coffeeshop and the owner was staring at me as always . A strange looking woman entered. I could rapidly tell she was from out of town cause i've never seen her before. I noticed that she started to come daily , sit on the table next to me and simply just stare at me.

It  was too scary. Who the hell was she!?
Day by day , i got too obsessed with it. It was controlling my mind with horrible fear. My terrified look and pale face was noticed by everyone in the coffeeshop who had no idea why and my fear simply stopped me from asking her what does she want from me. I could barely talk to Charles , i can barely talk to myself , I can barely talk.

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