Horror is consuming her mind, her entire world seems to be collapsing before the man who is standing infront of her with his hidden and masked face like always. She wants to scream but her voice betrays her like always. She wants to hit him, wants t...
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It's been one and half months since the stormy night occurred in my life which gave me the biggest nightmare of my life as an unwanted charity. Or maybe it was a long ago since the nightmare was being formed actually. It just had came and hit me on that stormy night.
And my life has never been the same since that night. Since the night when someone walked into my life and announced his existence, since the night when i broke apart on that someone's hand, since the night when that someone unknown recited the pages of my own secret diary to me which seems impossible to me, my life has never been the same since that night.
That night i came back home and searched for my diary like crazy on my room. And i did find that also. Where did i find it? On it's exact place where i had put it in. On my drawer of the table which was locked and only i had the key of it. And when i found that diary and checked the lock of the drawer, it wasn't even broke. So i went crazy and couldn't sleep the whole night thinking how, just how that man could recite the exact words that are written on the diary.
And thinking hard, the only conclusion that i had was whoever the man was, he was more than just dangerous and might have broke into my apartment and went through my personal things. Though it seems so unbelievable as i have never felt like someone breaking into my apartment as all of my belonging were on their own places but still the next morning i called the security company and changed my lock, upgraded the whole security .
I didn't see that masked stranger after that day anymore. He didn't come near to me or walked into my direction with his huge existence for past one and half month. Not even for a single day.
But does that mean he hasn't been messing around my mind and hasn't been making me think that it was only for that night and it was all an illusion? No. He didn't.
On the exact opposite term, he continuesly has been reminding me that he do exist and he is watching me always. He is continuesly reminding me that he is living on my shadow, indifferent from my nightmares.
Since the third day of meeting him on that stormy night, every evening when i come back to my apartment from outside, i find a parcel on my doorstep and inside of that, it always contains letters from him with words of my appreciation, the pictures of me on different events of me leading my regular life and three different roses which are red, black and pink.
Today wasn't an exception also because right now iam grabbing the black rose on my hand, the other two roses are placed on my table and the letter along with the photo of me and Anala eating ice cream today is placed right infront of my eyes at the table. Well not only me and Anala. There is also someone else on the another picture. It's one of my male classmate, Loke, wiping ice cream from the corner of my lip with a tissue.
