Clinging onto my backpack and my groceries, I speed walked to the bus stop and hopped onto a bus. The next 15 minutes were spent with me being in fear and shock. I got off the bus and made my way towards my apartment. I felt a heavy black figure behind me so I turned around to see, but nothing. I'm just imagining things... I thought, it's just my imagination. I continued to walk, turning my head every 2 seconds to make sure that no one was following me. I sprinted up the stairs to my apartment, hurriedly opened the door and shut it tight behind me, locking every lock that I could possibly find on the door. Standing pressed behind the door, I began to pant. Trying to calm myself down, I detached myself from the door and began taking slow steps. Just when I began to feel okay I heard the sound of yanking at my door.
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Wanted - The New Era
Teen FictionEver felt like you were special, like there was something different about you, but you just couldn't put your finger on it?Well that's exactly how Elise Clinch feels like. Join her on her little escapade to find out what's so extraordinary about her...
