Have you ever felt like someone is watching you? I am very certain that someone is watching me, I've been telling myself all day that I'm just imagining things. But I'm not. I look over my shoulder just to be sure no one is looking at me. Someone is. It's a guy in casual clothes, black jeans and a blue top. His eyes blue as sapphires and I can't help but stare at him in awe, What harm could he do? I questioned myself but automatically felt my feet move forwards picking up pace, to see if I can loose him but the sounds of quickening footsteps behind me send shivers down my spine. A bead of sweat starts to form on my face as I realise that I'm being followed, and it doesn't look like he is going to give up or leave me alone anytime soon.
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