Forever Haunted

Being stalked

Chronologically after the incident, a day after that, I was packing my things up before planning to hang out with my friends at the cafeteria for lunch. I couldn't say that the small encounter that happened a day before at the car park didn't affect my thoughts. All sorts of bad things kept circling in my mind. What if he was stalking me? What if he knew me before? The worst that could happen is what if the guy was actually 'that' guy that I'd known before? That guy who had a little crush on me? 'No, no...it can't be. He was gone for so long. No way that he could track me down after those years.' I tried to calm myself while putting my books into my sling bag.

I was about to put the last book in when I saw a pink post-it note pasted on the cover of the book. The words scribbled on it were enough to make me shook with fear. I tore the note off and shakily turned it around to see the back of it. I felt tears streaming down my cheeks when I saw spots of blood at the rear side of the note with a small writing that said, 'You've always love blood'. It was a reflex action when the note ended up being thrown by me on the floor since I have hemophobia. Only people who knew that I had some kind of fear could have done this kind of thing. But, who? Who could it be? Was it him, the black-hoodie guy? How could he had the possibility of sticking this note on my book? Was he lingering around this campus again? I shook my thoughts off and ran out of the lecture hall without telling my friends whom had been waiting for me at the cafeteria. I texted them that I couldn't make it and decided to go home. They were concerned as to what had happened that I cancelled our plans out of the blue. I didn't tell them about the stalker so that they won't be any much worrier than they had been.

After the day I've gotten the threatening note, I had changed into a totally different person overnight. I was always in fear and being paranoid to anyone I saw wearing black or dark-coloured hoodie. I also became very distant with people even my friends and I lost my trust to everyone. Who could it be among these friends of mine could have done such things since they knew I was hemophobiac. But they were the person I trust. Maybe it was the guy? The guy kept haunting me, bringing me back to the past memories where I had treated him very badly. I felt very disturbed by that enough to make me became out of focus of what was happening in the present and kept confusing with past memories. Not only me but my friends too noticed that I changed a lot. I wasn't as cheerful as always and was always seen with a gloomy face, creating barriers between myself and the society as they were getting scared of me. Some people started to avoid me and I kept becoming the person that my friends often concerned about.

Luckily, the whole weird things stopped after a month. I was showered with relief to know that he had stopped all the stalking and strange things to me. Even though he stopped, I realised that I still couldn't put my guards down in case he started to haunt me again. I tried to inculcate appropriate self-motivation to help me cope with all the problems I had and would encounter. I succeeded in adapting my university life very well that I soon passed the final examination with flying colours and rewarded myself a certificate of Bachelor in Engineering. I was contented to know that I could manage my studies well even he had once disturbed and wrecked my life. I admitted that I nearly gave up but I kept in mind until now that a guy should not affect my life and destroys what I have built today. I had gone through thick and thin to reach at that particular level and I could not let that guy to affect my dreams anymore.