I'm being followed. Every day and every night I can feel a person's eyes, knowing my every movement. I have never seen him, his always gone like a shadow when I turn around. I don't know what he wants. I don't know how he keeps finding me. I don't know if he's dangerous.
It's cold outside. I slowly blow warm air deep from my lungs on my stiffed hands. The clouds above me are dark and with my luck they will release the biggest snowstorm in history at any second. I tried running, but an icy patch by the crosswalk over the street almost made me fall face first and I had to slow down, something I really don't like complies with these days. I immediately regret going home alone from my friend at this time of the night. I had told her everything this evening. Right after school we had taken the bus over to her place and I said I had something important to tell her. She had first looked chocked when she heard the story about the dark eyes, luring behind every tree and corner, about the strange feeling of never being alone and the fact that he was probably watching them right then. But when I'd told her every little detail there was to tell, she'd started shaking her head and gave me this strange look.
"Ellie, do you realize yourself what you sound like? If I didn't know you I'd think you're trying to be funny for some reason." She giggled and shook her head again. I was taking a deep breath and tried not to be mad at her. If she didn't believe me, no one would.
"I'm just saying what I feel… I know it sounds weird, I don't have proof or anything like that, but I'm definitive sure someone is out there."
"Well, what does he want you, then?"
"I've told you, I don't know. I just can't relax anymore. I lie awake every night of fear of him sneaking in to my house and I'm doing worse at school every day as I'm sure I'll see him when I'm walking home."
"I see… I believe you have a lot of imagination for your age, Ellie. I know we liked to play about strange things and adventures when we were younger, but we're turning 18 soon and I don't think you should… "
"Never mind I said anything. I'm going home."
And so I ran off out in the night, angry and stupid enough to not realize I was all alone on the dark street. An easy target for any stalker to shoot. My heart start pounding faster and I can suddenly se unnatural movements in every bush and behind every fence. I start run again just as the first snow falls. I can feel him again. He's right behind me and tears of fear are floating down my cold cheeks.
"Leave me alone!"
I can't believe I just yelled that. Before I changed my mind, I turn my head around and immediately regret it. A pair of gray, cold eyes are staring at me from the shadows and I lost all capability to think. I want to cry and scream like a child. I want to scream for mom to come and save me but somewhere deep in my mind I know I'm alone. I have to run, it's my only chance.