Someone is following me. I only catch glimpses of a man in the shadows behind me whenever I steal a glance, but I know that something is wrong... In the tradition of UK drabbles, this is a story that is exactly 100 words.
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Cassidy and her best friend Angelina are home alone. then some twists happened and next thing you know its a battle to the death. Then they move and life starts basically over. things get better, then worse, then better again. I guess life can really get better.
Going through my pictures, I went to the one that I had just taken, and the phone slowly slipped out of my grasp. What had escaped my notice before is that the couch I had taken the picture on was against a window, which showed the backyard of the house. But in this picture, it wasn't an empty backyard. No, behind...