A cold brew with carmel please

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Dear Emma aka my self: at 6 am I wake up .sleepy and tired of the bs as usual.

I go to the bathroom to my mirror and start getting ready.the night before I sat my toothpaste out on the sink but it was missing.i dismissed it asked being forgetful  and put on my work uniform. rushing around I look for my keys and head out to my car. it was white with a bad paint job around the right door.I rush to work which was 45 minutes away.great another red light I thought. Instead of stopping I turn down a street and  go 3 blocks around stop lights  while  blowing through stop signs I finally pull into work 15 minutes late.  my work which was in target ,starbucks to be exact,had customers lined up . It was now 8 15 and i was opening this morning .so not wanting to piss off the  customers in line . i get right to work but to my surprise when I go to Greet my first customer he was smiling and was calm and usually their asses ."hey ...... no  name tag *chuckles*" shit I forgot my name tag there's  another thing for my manager to yell at me about."*nervously laughs* yeah sorry my name is Emma how can I help u sir. ""*smiles creepyly* yes eeemmmaaaaa" he sounds it out with a german accent. I didn't noticed it when he first  talked." yes I'd like a cold brew with 3 pumps of Carmel please" .he throws me a twenty and asks for no change back and to keep it for my self.he is tall and handsome with bluish green hazel eyes but creepy and has a deep raspy sounding voice ."sir can I get  a name ". i ask tryna sound Normal .He then responsds and says" of course where are my manners  *chuckle while speaking* I am  leon ". I smile awkwardly  and prepare his order I then place it  on the pick up counter carefully .Quickly  he grabs it and goes sits at the bar stools right in front of the ordering counter . He stares intensly as I take other peoples orders.Me being unaware of myself  staring he smiles a creepy smerk at me and leaves . He  shouts  "have a good shift" he then mumbles" see you soon ".what the hell is he talking about? Unnerving but I shake it off figuring it was bad English and he didn't mean it that way ."goodness em your so paranoid "i thought. My shift ends at 7 pm because I work overtime so I can pay for nursing school  .Sfter putting everything away'cleaning and closing. I walk to my car forgetting about Leon. However I noticed something off about my car.then I see it,a dirty hand print  with a carving from something Sharp in the paint saying see you soon emma.i look around worried , lookin for any dangers.I frantically dangle my keys and get in My car  .I start it and speed off. instead of heading straight home  I go a different way just In case someone was following me I need to calm down." ill park at a rest stop ".I park into the nearest truck stop and I take a big breath in."i need to calm down."" ok em in and out big breaths". because of my anxiety I get flashbacks of my terrible childhood.I get a flashback of  my father . A tall scary russian man and abusive drunk .he always had hit us for no reason. This specific flashback was the worst night of my life the start to my endless foster home abuse and loneliness .In it I run up stairs and watch by the balcony that peers over the living room . My father is yelling at My mother in russian. he's drunk  and loses controll and  he hits her, then bashes her head in with a lamp. He then moves to my little brother's room  , a baby, and kills him by suffocation.I'm Scared so i run out the house . In the back of it had stairs into a wooded path . So I run into the woods I stay there until a couple finds me curled up starving and scared . They brought me to the police and then I ended up in foster care.All a sudden a voice comes from the back seat snapping me back to reality and it's a  german voice  *I screamed as he knocks me out with chloroform *

All a sudden a voice comes from the back seat snapping me back to reality and it's a  german voice  *I screamed as he knocks me out with chloroform *

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Emma's father

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Her mom and brother

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