Stalker || Ethan Cutkosky
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Unknown: You look good babe, see you soon ;)
What would you do if one wrong turn heading home leaves you with never ending unknown text messages, or the feeling that your being watched without leaving the comfort of your own home? A week ago Ariyah Stalls was walking home from work when she had a feeling she was being followed. Why not throw them off and take a different route? She had no idea where she was and the feeling of being followed was back again, soon enough she finally found her way home. She made it inside and locked the door with a sigh of relief, that all went away in a second with just one unknown text message.
Unknown: It was nice seeing you, you should take this street more often! ;)
"Brin, did you text me with an unknown number...again?"
"No" she walked over beside me "why?"
"Look at this" I held my phone up to her, she grabbed it, and shook her head, laughing.
"what? what's funny?" she handed me my phone back.
"Looks like you've got a stalker!"
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