Were they out there?
I stared out the window, not thinking or caring about all the traffic rushing up and down the street. I couldn't see anything, but I felt . . . something. It was weird to think of a person stalking you, wanting to hurt you, or kill you for no reason other than that they didn't like you. It was crazy.
I felt more than just fear. I was filled with curiosity and anger and other hateful emotions. The idea of prey and hunter intrigued me. What would they do if I became the stalker? If I tried to turn the tables on that creep?
Not that I would do anything like that, I thought regretfully.
I couldn't be expected not to fight back, could I?
Yes, they were watching. I could feel it. They were close and getting closer. I would be forced to confront them soon.
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