She could hear the crunching of the gravel underneath her feet as she walked home from wok in the twilight. She began to feel the cold splatter of raindrops on her face and felt her long brunette hair dampen. quickening her pace, she continued on her journey home.
As she turned a corner she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up as the feeling of being watched washed over her. pushing away he feeling she carried on her trek home.
As she passed the half way point home, the feeling of being followed persisted. whilst crossing he road she peered over her shoulder only to see a man innocently entering the butcher shop. shaking her head at her paranoia she carried on her way.
Coming upon the end of her destination she spots he man from the butcher shop headed in her direction in a car mirror. a shiver travels down her spine and she quickens her pace further.
Realizing the stranger is closer than before she begins to run. noticing she has spotted him, he begins to chase her. she turns around a sharp corner in the hope f loosing him but he continues to pursue her. Panic strikes and she decides to sprint for ( a hiding place)....
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