Short stories

Stalker

Diary Entry 1

I always have this feeling i was being followed on my way to school each morning. I leave for school at 5 o'clock in the morning and get there for around o'clock, the time people are usually just getting up for the day. I always like to get to school early so I have time to finish any work and eat my breakfast. I walk down a hill and stop at a McDonalds to get a cup of coffee and some pancakes to go, then when I get to school I sit at mine and my friends table get out my food any unfinished work and do that until 7, when everyone else starts to come in. Any way ever since the second week of school I have had this feeling that I am being followed.

It started with just that normal feeling of being watched when your are by yourself, especially since it was still dark at around 5, but i learnt to shake that off from a young age as I always went out very early to walk the dog and go to school. But then it started feeling like I was being followed. You know when someone is walking behind you and you can sense that they are there so you stop and let them go in front of you so you feel more safe, yes it like but every time I tur around to check there is nobody there.

Any way I'm sure its nothing and I'm just paranoid.

Diary Entry 2

Okay never mind I am being followed. I saw the person. They are not what I expected them to be, when I pictured someone stalking me, I pictured a creepy tall man with pale skin and a hood covering his face, that's not what I got. To be honest my stalkers quite pretty. First of all it wasn't even a man, it was a women with dark chocolate skin and very pretty features. She didn't mean to be spotted but she was. I was nearly at the bottom of the hill that walk down when I heard a click from behind me. Being the little sneaky bitch I am I pretended to drop my pencil that I was twirling around my finger. Turning to the side slightly I used my peripheral vision to glance at her. Her appearance shocked me but because I am in drama I managed not to show my shock and carried on walking, only this time I kept a firm grip on my pencil, as was my only source of weapon at the time.

I saw her again that same day, just as was entering school, I heard my friend shout me from behind, she had come early today to try and get her math homework done before class, and she was there. It was only a quick glance and I'm not really sure if she new I had saw her but I had. She was across the road and had her hood up but not enough to hide her entire face, and she had her phone out like she was taking pictures. I saw the flash go off then she turned to her left and went back the way i or should I say we came.

But then I saw her eyes widen. She must of been looking through her pictures and saw the one she just took. The thing was when she took that picture I was staring just next to her but it must of look like I was looking at her. Telling my friend would be right in I just needed some more air I watched some more to see what she would do. She turned around and she looked right at me and caught me staring at hair. The woman's eyes widened even more and she quickly took off up the hill I walk down every morning hoping I would not remember her but I do and next time i feel like I am being followed I will turn around know who it is.

Diary Entry 3

I don't think I am being followed anymore. I have not seen her again and I have not had the feeling of someone staring at me at all since that day i saw her, so I guess I'm fine. I guess she got scared I told someone and stopped following me.

*The stalkers p.o.v*

As I saw her close her diary I let a small chuckle slip from my mouth. The innocent girl had no idea I was still following her just not as obvious as before. I hade set up cameras on all the streets she walks on to get to school so I could watch her from my house. And every time she looks at them she just thinks they are cctv cameras. Watching her turn over and fall asleep I climbed down from her attic and grabbed her diary to read it again.