He never stopped stalking me. I never noticed. He wanted it. I never gave him what he wants. He's gonna get revenge. But I'm not scared. That's what I thought when he was in my house in the middle of the night, holding a sharp knife. He got me obsessed, killed my family, ruined my life, burned my house... There's two of him now. I'm scared of turning around and see him behind me. "Help me..." I begged under my breath, hot warm tears flowing down my cheeks like a river of regret.All Rights Reserved