"Ooo...I made an A on that test." It was Saturday night and I was checking my grades. I had mostly A's for eveything except for the 89 in English. How does one simply get a "C" just because I went in depth about privacy? "Ehhh that's him...." I turned out the lights and closed my laptop and laid on my back to look into the ceiling. My eyes grew weary and my brain was tiring down due to the excessive thinking I was doing. When I woke up, something felt funny. I walked around my room and my chest felt heavy. "Well, this is something I haven't done in a while...Lucid Dream.." Yes. I was lucid dreaming which meant I could do anything in my dreams or control them. "I dont really have time for this." I started to hold my breath to get out of it until I heard someone behind me say, "You'll never figure it out......" I turned around quickly and they disappeared. "Know what.....?" As I got ready to do it again, the voice came back to say, "...my name...." "Oh yeah? Bet on it!" I turned around and all of the sudden, I was at my locker. "My thoughts are quite rather dangerous, especially to be in..." I walked down the hall to see some kid sitting down crying. It was "him". "Hey you, why do you always look at me?" No answer. "HEY!" The crying stopped. He started towards me with anger. "My...name....my......name.." I took some steps backwards. Then he disappeared to the side walking closer. "My name......my name...!" I was starting to get freaked now. Since I was Lucid dreaming, I could still feel my physical body and I tried to wake myself up. "MY..NAME!!...MY NAME." He started glitching all around me and I couldn't help but run. "Come back you.." I ran until the floor faded and I fell into darkness. Now I was inside my physical body. I couldnt move at all. I forced my muscles to move but they didnt budge. "Name....is..!" "Stay away from me you SWINE!"
BAAM! I felt control over my body again, yet, my chest was still heavy. Do I even dare to open my eyes or just go back into the Lucid state? " I took my chances. I counted, "1..2..3!" and when I opened them, there he was, his face in my face, staring at me. "Kurchov!" I yelled and jumped up quick. In a flash, he was gone. I was breathing hard. "What the heck??? Kurchov???"
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The Stalker
Mystery / ThrillerJaye (as used as an alias) has a mental disorder called IATE (Insane Attraction To Everyone). The disease itself controls his thoughts but in a way he has control over them. He finds people to befriend but not through the most simplest approach thou...
