School was over and my friend, Dalea, had soccer practice so ,as usual, I walk home alone, meaning a quick stop at Starbucks.
I started walking towards 8th street to Starbucks.
As I walked, I felt a strange feeling that someone, or something, was following me so, I starting walking faster, until I broke out into a jog.
I ran till I saw the sun was setting and completely forgot about my Starbucks coffee.
I just couldn't shake the feeling of someone watching me, and dared not to go home. If someone really was watching me, they couldn't find me at my house, unless they already did then that's just great.
I turn into a alley way, thinking that there was no way the person was following me now.
Then next thing I knew a man was right in front of me dress in all black.
The sun was showing nothing but a sliver of sun shine, while the moon was high in the sky. I wanted to run but something prevented me to move, what? Why can't I move?. I heard a silent chuckle grow louder as the man in all black came closer, I struggled to break the stupid force, was he doing this?
"Now I wish I brought my pepper spray" I whisper to myself.
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Angel with a shotgun (Discontinued)
FantasyDear dairy what is he hiding and why? I want to know no I need to know but again why? Ugh I seriously should stop asking questions I can't answer.-Elizabeth January 2nd 2016 This story is inspired by the song angel with a shotgun by the cab. I highl...
