She is still out there....
She is trying to hunt me down....
STILL....
What do i do....
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"Jimmy, right?"
I peeked to the left and saw a blonde haired girl with sharp green eyes glaring at me. I put down my phone, "And you're Angela, if i might guess?" I smirked, staring into her eyes, "Damn, your eyes look as sharp as in the photos." I continued with a snicker.
"And you still look like a 2009 metal fan, Jim."
"I know you like that about me, Angel." I countered, getting a bit of red to show on her face in embarrassment.
"Oh, shut it you." she said, turning that embarrassment into a laugh. Oh god, that laugh. It's one of the many things i love about her.
"So, the coffee you constantly ramble about? Or do you want to try Italian Ice like me?" I said, holding up my empty container."
"Fine, since you keep on insisting, i'll try it..." She scoffed, and i slid her one of the containers with a wide smile on my face.
"It's lemon. Y'know, since i thought it would match your hair." I said with a grin as she rolled her eyes and took in a bite with a spoon. I could easily see the enjoyment from her face as she swallowed it.
"Mmmmmmm, this is actually pretty good!" She exclaims, taking in another bite. I smiled, and responded,
"I know you would! See, i don't have bad taste like you said i did!" I exclaimed proudly.
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It was already midnight when i got home... I had a million thoughts racing in my mind.
'How did she escape?'
'Is she in my city?'
'How did she find me?'
And the most important one....
"How the hell did that letter get in Kailey's bag?"
A/N
Hey! Sorry i was gone for so long. I was having some quality time shooting targets in the woods with my grandfather.
I noticed some inconsistencies in the story due to so many genre and name changes, so hopefully there will be no more major changes...
Cheers!
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Psychosocial
Horror"What are you going to do? Are you going to live in the dark, locked in here? Afraid to look out, answer the door, leave? Yes, she's out there, and she's clearly not going to leave you alone until one of three things happens: she hurts you and gets...
