Chapter 3

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I woke up to the smell of fresh blueberry muffins that came straight out of the oven. I walked to the bathroom to clean up a little, then when to eat. When my mom asked how I slept, I said fine and that's it. I didn't want to tell her because she would worry. Yes, I know I said they would call me stupid earlier, but I was mainly talking about my dad. My mom would probably freak since it was in the middle of the night, so I kept it to myself. After I ate and took a shower, I went to the worst place ever, school. My mom actually drove since it was raining.

School was the usual... BORING. I decided to go to the plaza and do a little shopping. I went to the local café first because I was starving. I was scrolling through Instagram drinking coffee when a man walked in. I suddenly got a feeling, but I don't know how to describe it. I felt nervous. He sat at a table not to far from my booth. He ordered nothing, and just sat there, staring dead at me. I left. I couldn't stay, because first of all I felt discomfortable, and the second reason is because I cannot stand to be stared at.

I walked in to Aeropostale to find a new outfit. They were having an awesome sale! I got an outfit then walked out to find that café guy standing right outside the door. He had his face covered, but I knew it was him. He had the same exact jacket and I felt the feeling again.

I started home after that. It stopped raining while I was in school so it smelt like wet asphalt. Ew. Every time I took a step, water splashed up onto my jeans. As I was walked, the car I saw yesterday was driving really slow, and I think it was following me. I purposely stopped my phone so I would

have to turn around and pick it up. I looked at the driver and it was the café guy. He started driving super fast and drove away, so I couldn't look at him. He didn't want me to see him, but he was to late.

I got home and changed, like I do everyday, and luckily my mom was home. I forgot that I went to the plaza and so I got home later. I really didn't want to be home alone. I went to sleep kind of early because I didn't get much sleep last night. And thankfully, the night was peaceful, no people outside, just sweet dreams.

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