I went to middle and high school with a tall, skinny guy who I had occasional interactions with, but I always got a weird vibe from. In my senior year, I saw a Facebook post he made that said, "I bet I could get more kills than the Virginia Tech guy if I wanted to, but I don't want to." Despite him saying he didn't want to, I found this concerning enough to report to the school.
Fast forward a couple months later, he was out of JJC and, to make a long story short, he had found out I reported him. We had apparently made peace after smoking weed with some mutual friends and it was enough for me to not expect getting jumped in the hallway at any time.
We both ended up going to a local college and I would see him around campus. Whenever he spotted me, we'd have these brief, awkward conversations about how life was going and I would try my best to stay polite while not sounding creeped out.
Then one day I was at McDonald's with my roommate when I hear someone whisper in my ear, "I'm going to kill you someday." I turned around to see him smile and wave at me before walking away.
I haven't seen him since then, but I always stay alert for the next random moment where I'll encounter him.
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Stories Of Halloween 2017
Historia CortaThe 31 days of Halloween! I'll be posting a story every day in October. (Mature just in case) By the way, these stories are all TRUE. The first book I've ever completed. "Big Book Of...Stuff" will probably be next.
