My feet was quivering while sitting on the dinning table. I was trembling with fear after getting that text. It freaked me out. What did it mean? And I couldn't even do anything as it was blocked.
I could see mom giving me some stares across the table. After some moment,
"Honey, are you okay?" My mom broke the silence.
"Y-yeah. I-I'm fine." I lied.
"You sure? You are.... shaking."
"I am fine, mom. I'm just probably...tired, I guess."
"Okay. But you know you can tell me, right?" Mom seemed different.
"Of course. But, why....are you acting like that?"
"No...uh....I was just worried if...."
"If?"
"If...in case you were getting them again..."
"What? No, mom. I am fine now."
"Yeah..."
"Seriously, I'm fine."
"Okay, then."
"Mom?"
"Yeah?"
"You don't have to be worried. Okay?"
"Okay."
I went back to my bedroom. The days were getting worse. I was worried already and plus, mom mentioned something I had forgotten million years ago and was trying to get past that.
The next day, I woke up early in the morning. I wore black pants, t shirt, shoes and went out jogging in the park. It was so early that no one was around. I looked around. Not many people. I wore my earplugs. I played some soft music to keep my mind off things. But I couldn't. I ran and ran. You know what they say....You can run but you can't hide. Anyway, as I ran I looked at the surroundings, suddenly I stopped seeing a figure that appeared before my eyes, staring at me. The same figure from earlier. But this time I was really scared. It was like my fear was staring right back at me...
