The next Morning I decided that I was going to do a really early shift at the garage, so I got up at 4, put my hair into a pony tail, put on my clothes and then my jacket. I walked down the stairs and I saw a male figure standing in the door way.
I slowly walk down the stairs as the male figure comes Into a shape... It was Cameron.
I don't scream, I know it's probably just my imagination again, I walk down the stairs as I reach the bottom I stop as the Cameron figure walks towards me.
" I know your not real," I say.
" what the hell Debbie, you've defiantly gone crazy after I shot you.... I'm sad I didn't kill you though, I'll just have to try harder next time," he smirks.
" fuck off!" I say as I push him out the way as he goes flying back..." Wait I just touched you.... Your.... Your...."
" Debbie I'm a real person!!" He shouts as it causes dad to wake up, "shit." Cameron say as he sprints out the house and goes and hides away somewhere so the police won't catch him.
" debs!" Dad says as he comes down the stairs.
" did you see him!?! Am I crazy?!?" I cry as he hugs onto me as if our life's depended on it.
" no, I saw him again.. And I'm going to have to kill him."
