"What is it?" My friend said looking at me, "What do you mean?" I said. He shot me a glance and shook his head. "You have been looking behind you all day, checking everywhere!" he said and rolled his eyes as I looked behind me. "Why?!" he said, clearly frustrated. "I don't know, I've had this feeling someone is watching me..." I shrugged my shoulders "I think I have a stalker..." He stopped and looked at me with a weird look on his face. "... or maybe not, I dunno! maybe I'm just being paranoid... right?!" I said. I was starting to panic. I was sure that I had a stalker, I had been feeling someone watching me lately, but there hasn't been anything today. He glared at me, "Why would anyone want to stalk you" he said. "Probably a fucked up person" he smiled and started walking up the road to my house. "wait..." I shouted at him, I grabbed his arm tightly. "Stop walking!" I tried pulling harder, but he just ripped his arm away. I stumbled forwards, he grabbed me and helped me to stand upright. "What is it, why don't we talk at your house. It's not so far..." he paused looking at me "Right..?" he said. I looked at him, my eyes wide in disbelief. He looked at me worried, his hand shot out trying to take my hand. I pulled it away while walking backwards. My eyes locked onto his. "Ho... how d... d... do you know whe... where I live!" my voice was high pitched."I have never, ever! showed you where I live!" I shouted at him. "What do you mean? you have shown me plenty of times" He said walking after me, first slowly then quicker and quicker. I tripped. I saw him react, trying to reach me before I fell. I screamed. "Don't touch me! get away from me! you creep! Leave me alone!" I tried shaking him off as he pulled me up and closer to him. An old lady opened her door, "are you okay?" she asked, I tried speaking, tears rolling down my face. "Yeah, she just tripped," He said, smiling so she wouldn't worry. "Do you need help young man?" I had tried getting free off his hands. he pulled me tighter and hugged me "Shh... you will only make it worse for yourself..." he whispered in my ear, I stopped fighting, relaxing as much as I could. "good girl... No, she is okay, she just needs to sit down a moment" He shouted to the old lady...
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