Olemus - Sikke's Ramblings, Tags, And Other Stuff

11. I wrote a short thing

[]|June 12th, 2018|[]
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Wrote this last week when I had nothing to do at work. Pretty short and very dumb, has no relation to any of my characters (as of now), over 600 words. I apologize ahead for the grammar and how dumb it feels like. I have no idea where I wanted to go with this and wrote it in about 15-30 minutes or so. :/

Feedback would be appreciated!

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No matter where she went, she knew she wasn't alone.

There was always someone, or something, watching her. She couldn't always see them, but she often found those same green, fiery eyes looking at her amongst the crowd. Even when she was alone, while she couldn't see them, she felt them, as if they were leaving a mark on her by just watching. The only exception to this was the times she were in the bathroom or in the shower. With the years she learned to ignore it. It was rather easy, since she did feel it all the time, never getting a break. She would no longer shout and cry, or whisper and cry, run away, begging the eyes to leave her alone.

Then one day, she didn't feel them anymore. Gone was the uneasiness in her neck, gone was that feeling of being watched. She didn't know what to think of it. She had learned to ignore it, to live with it, not to think of it as a bad thing. It was normal for her to feel it. She even had started to share her worries out loud when she was 'alone', without anyone she could visibly see. It had gotten comforting.

During the following week, she experienced different kinds of emotions. She was relieved at
first, and was being somewhat carefree. Then she started thinking about it more. Why? How? Who? She didn't know the person watching her, but she had started to care about them. Just a bit. So she started getting worried, becoming more cautious, fearing of something unexpected happening. Even after two weeks, the feeling didn't return and she didn't see the eyes she was so used to see behind something. She visited all of her favourite places, the least favourite ones, and the places she visited the most to no avail. She was ready to just give up and be glad that the eyes didn't stalk her anymore, when she saw them.

For a brief moment she saw the eyes looking at her among a crowd of people. Then they quickly disappeared, when the person moved and started to run, as if they were running away from something. She started following them, and at that moment she noticed that other people were also after the eyes. She saw two men dressed in black, coming in two directions towards Eyes. One behind, one from their left. She was in their right. Even when the men were farther away from Eyes than she was, she noticed them getting closer fast.

She noticed that the university her friend goes to is not far, and in the moment decides to
grab Eyes and head in that direction. Thankfully it was crowded around the university, which
made her hope the men got slowed down and didn't see where they went. She often came to visit her friend after his classes, so she knew her way around the place.

She was surprised to notice that Eyes had not struggled when she had grabbed them, nor had they struggled when she led them through the university. Somehow she managed tofind a dark, empty classroom with a few desks and chairs here and there. She closed the door behind her, hoping it would get locked.

She turned towards Eyes and let go of their arm. Eyes took a small step back and looked at her. They stared at each others' eyes, and she couldn't help but to notice the details of Eyes' eyes. CONTINUE TO DESCRIBE THEM? PROBABLY. SURE. MIGHT HAVE TO.

(A note to self ^)

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Thanks for reading.

- Sikke