I dated a Psycho Kidnapper????

Pitter patter, pitter patter, thats the sound my feet made as they pounded against the concrete. David was making his way closer to me; he was close, so close that I could hear him breathing. You're probably wondering who I am? better yet who David is? Well I will have to take you back a year. That's when I broke up with David... I WILL TRY TO GO THROUGH THE STORY AND FIX MISTAKES BUT SO BEAR WITH ME...