STALK.

STALK.

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Is stalking as futile as a stalk? Or is it much more deep, strong and most of all DANGEROUS? Stalk is a harmless (many times useful) part of a plant. On the other hand stalking........ It's a disgraceful part of our society. Stalk1 /stɔːk/ The slender attachment or support of a leaf, flower, or fruit. Stalk² Stalking is repeated contact that makes you feel afraid or harassed. Someone may stalk you by following you or calling you often. Stalkers may also use technology to stalk you by sending unwanted emails or social media messages. * * * Eliot Chris Finlay. Khadiza Ruby (Rubi) Carter. Arnold Zane Anderson. 3 teens. 3 lives. What is at stake? * * * Khadiza and Arnold have been best friends forever since they were kids. Now, at 18 they are still best friends. No more, no less. But there's a catch. Arnold loves Khadiza, since he was 10 actually. Khadiza is oblivious to this fact. In comes Eliot, a transfer student. For some reason Khadiza is attracted to his mysterious aura. Another thing that is of concern is, that recently, Khadiza has been getting letters from a mysterious person. Very, very creepy ones at that. She is scared, now, to find the mystical stalker........ Very hard. Very, very hard...... especially since there is no criminal records of him / her. Whatsoever.
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Stalker

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