The Stalker's Journal

Entry 5

I was walking around town today. It was actually nice. I've never really realized how nice our little town is.

I did something... I'm kinda surprised that I did it.

I saw some kittens, there was a small one hanging off to the side. Then a big kitten with black fur attack the small kitten. I don't know why... but I kicked the black kitten.

It's weird though... I don't like cats so I wasn't going to keep the small kitten... but... I don't know.
Never mind...

A little girl and her mother walked past me after that. The little girl stopped and looked at me. And she said,

"Mommy that man just helped that little kitten!"

Then her mother said,

"Well I guess he did."

"Can I say thank you to him?" The little girl asked.

"Why?" The mother asked with a perplexed look on her face.

"Because I feel like that little kitten is me."

I stopped listening after that. And I was deep in thought, pondering why a little girl of all things would think something like that, when something tugged on my jacket.

I looked down at the little girl, and I smiled. I know I have a terrifying smile. But she smiled back.

She said 'Thank you.' And I said 'You're welcome.' Then she asked if I was going to take the little kitten.

I said,

"No I don't like cats."

The little girl looked at me for a second, probably wondering if I kicked the kitten just because I don't like cats.

I laughed at this thought, then I started to walk away. I could feel the girls eyes digging into my soul.

...

I can still feel those eyes.

I wonder if I will see that little girl again.