The stalker behind me

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.

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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!