The invasion..

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For these past two weeks so many people have stared at me. Their eyes adverting up and down. Glaring as one should. It has also been two weeks since HE stopped talking to me all together. His new girlfriend, such a precious soul *not* always making sure her hawk eyes stare me down till I get uncomfortable. Walking down the hallways by myself has always given me the bad reassurance. No one talks to me, so why do I even come. Oh right because I have to learn. Studying to become a detective wasn't in my future but when I heard that my mother was a detective I found myself always going back and reading about it. I think that school can be a place for the demons cause they always uphold  and reinvent outcomes.

-time skip-

Just as the school bell rings I glance over at the window. The car I see everyday at 3:25 pm sitting there. I always think they are watching me through the window as if I'm their prey. The car always moving. One step. Two step. Three step. The car moves an inch every step I take. I begin to run home some days considering that car may contain people I don't want to picture myself with. As I take my first few steps out of the school you can hear the other screaming their freedom. Such loud people I definitely hate baring. One Step. Two steps. Three steps. The car started its engine. I notice one particular person that gets into the car. I occasionally see this person on my morning runs. I can feel his stare down my spine. It's like he wants to eat me alive. Such a discrace upon the humanly bods.  Four steps. Five steps. The cars engine seems to be getting closer. In the speed of light.
~I vanish~

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