CHAPTER 17

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Amelia's P.O.V

     Footsteps. I turned back to see who own the alarming steps but I saw no one. Maybe my hearing is still loud. I continued walking. It's Sunday morning. Mom had sent me to the mall to get some things for her.
    
Footsteps again. I turned around wondering what was causing the steps. It was eerily loud. I looked around and noticed that I'm the only one walking the lonely street across Lakeshore. What then was making the footsteps? I quickened my pace.

"Hello there"

I turned around and saw no one. I had definitely heard that. No mistakes. The voice was cold. Panic ran through me. Who the heck was playing around with me?

"Who are you? I'm not a fan of Hide and Seek"

I summoned courage as I spoke. I wasn't going to show any weakness. I'm a Chosen.

Nothing. I heard nothing. No response. Not even a click.

I increased my steps, looking back frantically.

I felt a tap on my shoulder. A cold tap. The coldness penetrated my cloth. I stopped dead on my tracks. This isn't some joke anymore.

"Whoever you are, stop this!" I said frightened. So much for summoning courage. I still didn't see or hear anything else. I broke into a run.

"There's no running away from me!"

The voice called from behind and roared a deep laugh.
I continued running. There's no stopping now.

Immediately the laughter stopped, everyone came into view. About 5 people were on the street. They were all staring at me like I was out of my mind. I took a pause to understand what just happened. They all had been on the street all along but they didn't hear all I heard. They think I'm going nuts. Nice! All thanks to Mr Invisible.

I broke into another fast run. This time, away from embarrassment.

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