Obsession

                                   CHAPTER 1

I'm being followed. By this guy. Everywhere I turn, he's there. I don't know who he is, I don't know why he is following me. I see him in my daydreams. I might see him in a nightmare. I can't talk to him. Every time I approach, he leaves. I'm confused. I have turbulent times. I see him everywhere.

  February 13

      Dear diary,

I'm still being followed by this man. I don't know what to do. I can't walk up to him. I can't talk to him. I'm scared to even look at him. He sends me love letters day and night. Sometimes, they can be lovely. Sometimes they can be frightening.

Jade. You are as beautiful as a red rose. you're emerald green eyes makes me melt inside. Your lips are as red as the lunar eclipse. You're skin is just flawless. I can't help but just stare at you. You're perfect and I love you.

        love,

                    secret admirer.

I try to call the cops, but they never listen. They say I'm safe. But no place is ever. This guy is not in loved, he's obsessed. And he isn't following me, he's stalking. I have 200 love letters from him and I don't even know his name. He speaks in my head but I don't know what he sounds like. It drives me insane. I must be going crazy. No. I need to get rid of him.

      The next day, I get a letter.

Jade Hills. The 18 year old young lady I love and cherish. I saw you walking your puppy the other day. You have a wonderful baby husky. Laura is her name right? that dog is just pure beauty. I wish I can see you again. oh wait. I'm always watching. see you soon.

               love,

                          secret admirer.

That letter was horrid. So horrid, it gave me chills. I think to myself, "what does he want from me? why is he doing this to me?" I am terrified by this mysterious man. I'm worried. My life can be endangered.

         February 14

            Dear diary,

I'm still getting love letters. No, they aren't love letters. Anymore. They are just letters. Letters that are just him being... him. The weird part is that he tells me the things I know. He will say things like you live in a beautiful white house or say my hair is as dark and beautiful as the midnight sky. I'm frightened.