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The stalker behind me

The stalker behind me

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My heart jack-hammered in my chest and I was having trouble breathing from running so hard. I almost bent over, my hands wrapped around my chest, trying to slow down my furious heart before it jumped out of my rib cage and started to run a marathon on its own. Spots danced in front of my eyes, some functioning part of my brain registered the fact that the following foot steps were still hot on my heels. I didn't need to look back to know that he was still after me. He was always there, breathing, following and of course, stalking. -------- Jessica Thompson has someone following her. It's not a secret admirer, for no admirer leaves behind dark poems filled with murderous intent, she would know, being a literature major herself. A link with her past, come to ruin a future. Why and who? Well, if you find out, certainly let her know Remember always keep one eye open you never know which stalker may be behind you!
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I tried to wriggle my arms and legs but just ended up feeling more exhausted and thirsty. I had a sudden urge to use the restroom but I felt helpless. "Pl...please...water...", I tried to scream but it came out more of a whisper. I heard footsteps approaching me and he stopped a few metres away from me and waited. "Please", I begged him. He came closer and poured the water on my mouth. I tried to drink it all but ended up leaving most of it on my dress. "Who are you? Why did you take me?", I asked him but there was no response. "Please let me go!", I cried. "Not so soon darling", came a hoarse reply. "Why are you doing this to me?", I asked him. "If I tell you that, what's the fun in it darling?", he asked with a sadistic smile. The peaceful life of Callie Brown turns into chaos when she goes missing. Read more to find out what happened to Callie Brown and if she survived.

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