stalker♢a.i.

2.

Elise screamed. Louder than she had ever screamed before.
She shot up to her feet, nearly tripping over her own two feet. When she finally recovered herself, she almost had to force herself to return her gaze back towards the window.
And she saw nothing.
When she started to calm herself down Elise decided to take off for the rest of the day. She grabbed all of her bags and walked to the door of the library.
On her walk home, Elise couldn't help but be 100% aware of her surroundings.
Oh stop, she said to herself. You're being paranoid.
She walked up the steps to her house and pulled out her key. Once in the door, she made her way to the kitchen to make herself a cup of tea.
Just as she was pouring it into her mug, a rock flew through her window.
And the window wasn't opened.
Her whole window shattered, falling to the floor. It startled Elise, causing her to spill the hot tea all over her hand. She screamed again.
When she finally recovered her wits, Elise decided to look over and analyze the situation.
Well, a rock just broke my window.
She thought. There's glass all over my floor that'll take ages to clean. And there's a piece of paper on the rock.
Wait.
She bent down, trying to avoid the little broken pieces of glass acting like daggers on a survival show. She grabbed the rock, took of the piece of paper, and opened it. In sloppy handwriting, it only read five simple words.
I know where you live.
Elise passed out.

Well this is interesting.
If you don't read my other fanfics, read them. Or don't, because they're just as crappy as this one.
Luf yew
-swagmasta