You just wanted to go home.
You were tired, sleepy, hungry, and it was already really late. It's fine, though. It would be the weekends tomorrow anyway.
Walking through the calming concrete paths of your town was usually your favourite part of the day, but it just felt so tiring after such a hard day's work.
You didin't even notice how empty and quiet the streets were, or how all the street lights were slowly dimming out and that the crickets stopped chirping.
What you did notice, though, were my footsteps behind yours!
YOU ARE READING
really short horror
Terrori dont seem like it but i actually like writing horror stuff filled with random stories i write if i misspell smth i dont really care lmao
