Offline Pt. 2

The Strange Man

  A year has past since that horrible day. Everyone has calmed down. Except me.

  "Emma, sweetie I know what happened last summer is tormenting you, but a year has gone bye- a year tomarrow exactly. You need to open up, be that happy, sporty, sociable girl I know you- everyone knows you- to be." My mom hasn't stopped reminding me about that tragity last summer. I hate to think about it, but I also can't stop thinking about it. When Alissa comes over, all she does is try to comfort me, but she just makes it worse. Everyone just makes it worse. I'll never forget that day. Not as long as I'm alive. I'll remember it after I'm dead, to. I'm surprised I'm even alive. Since school started, I've been sitting alone at lunch, hiding at recess, doing anything physically possible to avoid contact with people in fear of them bringing it up. I'm going to sleep. Off to another nightmare about that day.

  When I woke up this morning my mom was already at work. My dad had the day off though. He's the only person I feel comfortable talking to. Him and Dezeray. But she can't say much back. We moved into a new house. It was in the same city, though.

    My dad is a trained therapist, but he works at Gaurdian alarm. I guess that's part of the reason I can talk to him, but it's more than that. It's a special bond between us, as my mom told me. I've always been a daddy's girl, even before the.... thing happened. But now it's that much more important.

    I was laying down with my dad watching the TV when I got a friend request on Skype on the tablet I got for Christmas. The only people I have are Alissa and Dad. So I accepted. It was from "NoName2020" I was opening up a little more thanks to my dad.

    Whoever it was called me. "Hello?" It's silent for a moment then a voice said, "Meet me in the Corke St. alley at midnight." It said. "Don't be late." Then he hung up. My dad was asleep. My moms working late tonight. I thought about it. It would be very irresponsible. I'll get in lots of trouble if I go and my parents find out.  I'm going to think about this over a walk.

   I wrote my dad a note that said I'm going walk and headed out.

  While I was out, a strange man dressed in all black was watching and following me. That's when I ran home.