Everyday

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Then, I kept seeing him everyday, I did not know what was happening. Every time I told my friends, he would disappear right when they were looking. I started not sleeping well after about four weeks. I had horrible nightmares, but too horrible to tell them. I tried telling my parents about the man, but they would say the same thing as my friends, that I was crazy.
Today, I took all my courage and bravery to go up to this man and ask him why he was stalking me. It's a couple months after the first day of school, I'm already12.
When I approach him, he doesn't move, I'm shaking. What if he was armed? What if he kidnapped me? But then, I told myself to stop the What ifs.........
His face was still covered. His hands were in his pockets, like I usually see him...
I didn't know what to tell, or ask him. Urg, I should've prepared something!
So I improvise, "Umm, Hi.......I've been seeing you a lot.......and.......um.......why.....exactly are you here?...." I couldn't say anything else.
There was very long silence after that, then he replied, "Come".
I hesitated, and said softly, "Ww-why do you want me to come with you?"
He just grabbed my arm and pulled me behind the school gate. I tried to scream but, right when I opened my mouth, he put his hand over it. I tried to fight back, I kicked, punched, everything! But he was clearly stronger than me. Finally, we arrived at the little cabin in witch we put our gardening supplies. "Why, are we here?", I wondered. I could not believe it, I'd seen him everyday, then, I took my all my courage, and now he just takes me!?
This makes no sense! Why not someone else? Why me?
He stops walking, then, I realize that I'd been following him, even though I didn't even want to. His hands weren't even out from his pockets yet! I HAD felt him grab my arm, I know it. But, now, I JUST realized that he WASN'T even touching me this whole entire time. My heart is beating, what is happening to me? And, how did he even do that? Maybe some type of magical power...... oh, stupid me, I know that those don't exist! Magic is just a legend! But wait, then, how did he do that?
We've been waiting at least for ten minutes, but I haven't moved yet. He's holding me back! But, HIS HANDS ARE NOT OUT OF HIS POCKETS!
I can't believe it! This is just a dream, maybe this man has been behind the tree, but maybe this part of it is a dream! I try to pinch myself, but it doesn't do anything. Then, I remember that, usually, in dreams, you really don't actually realize that you are in a dream...sooooo, no.
All the man said was, "Come", again. He was leading me into the shed! Why!?
So I was forced by that "magical power that holds and pushes me"......
I know, that sounds really stupid...........but it is true!
He went in, but how could both of us fit inside that little shed? How? But "the magical power that holds and pushes me " forced me inside the ridiculously small shed.
He pushed the supplies that were on the wall opposite from us, and starting whispering something, very softly, so softly that I couldn't even hear it, even though I was less than three feet away from him.
Then, this was when I actually all started. The shed started to turn, and turn, and turn nonstop. My heart was racing. I was getting really dizzy, it seemed that the shed had gotten bigger, now, I had room to breathe. It started to get just progressively slower, and slower, until it completely stopped. The man got out and I followed him out, I was walking sideways and I didn't know where was up and where was down. I probably looked very funny, but I was not having ANY fun right now.

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