I Am Being Stalked

Wednesday, 10 August, 2011.

These few days have been bad.

Real bad.

Five times already I have sensed someone watching me when I had my back turned around. Twice I heard some footsteps shadowing mine. I feel someone’s following me. Watching me. Silently.

There it is! Again! No.. no… That’s just a bird. Or some other animal… I hope…

I got to keep moving. Otherwise I’m just a sitting duck staying here. I need to do something. Anything. Fast.

Wish me safety, my friends…