I know what you did....

Prologue

Let's meet Sophie. She is an 18 year old girl. She is an average girl. Sophie has long blond hair that's down to her waist. Her eyes are a mixsture of blue and green. In a special light her eyes are green, in another light her eyes are blue. It's a special mix of colors. Not to dark nor to light, just perfect. Her height are about 5'2 feet. She is very average. She comes from a normal family. Two older brothers that would do everything for her, a mother and a father. There is nothing wrong with her family at all. Sophie lives in an apartment in town on her own. She feels like she is being watch by someone. She has no idea who would be watching her, but she doesn't like it. She also has the feeling of being followed when she is walking home from school or the store. She doesn't understand how or why, but she keeps on living her life as she always have been. Like the feeling of a stalker that watches her undress is not there. It doesn't freak nor creep her out. One day it got too much so she called her brother to get him to pick her up. She couldn't take it anymore.

----- On the phone with her older brother, Mike ----

Her: Mike, there is someone who is stalking me....

Mike: Hold on. What do you mean stalking you?

Her: I mean there is someone following, watching my every move. I don't feel safe.

Mike: Where are you?

Her: At school. I don't want to go home. I have a bad feeling.

Mike: I'm coming to get you. Hang in there. I'll be there in 10.

Her: Alright, see you then.

---- End of phone call ----

"I'm so happy he can pick me up. I don't like walking home with someone following me," Sophie thought, were seated at the library while she waited for his brother.

---- One new message ---

Her phone lighted up and she thought it might be her brother texting her that he was outside. It wasn't her brother. It wasn't even a number she had saved on her phone. "Who can it be?" kept repeating in her head while opening the message. The message read: I know what you did....

"What is that supposed to mean? Is it kind of a sick joke? Who would do such thing? Oh well, let's just delete it. Then it's no harm done," she thought and deleted the message.

---- One new message ----

I know what you did....

She looked around and she was alone. There was no one there to see what was going on. She started hyperventilating. She couldn't breathe. It kept repeading itself in her head, and that's the last thing she remembers before everything went black.
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Hope you liked the first part of the story and will stay tuned for the next.
~ Maggee