Step. Step. Step. I walked faster as I heard footsteps behind me. I was always paranoid because I hear stories all the time on the news. All I hear on the news is abductions and murders. So when I suspect someone is following me, I go into panic mode. I'm just a tiny blonde girl, so people think that I could be overpowered easily. I put my keys between my fingers, ready to jab whoever is behind me. Step. Step. Step. I turn around and I jab one of the people who are following me and I turn back around, almost running to my house.
After I'm further, I turn around and see my stalkers. One of the guys is taking care of the other, then the other one turns around and picks the guy I stabbed up. They are heading in the direction of the hospital, …show more content…
They were sitting behind me, the guy looked at me with the look of sadness and revenge at the same time I turned around and I sat there, shell shocked, praying to God that they wouldn't stab me in the middle of church, or anywhere for that matter. I felt so endangered that I was not paying attention to the preacher. After they let everybody out of church, I ran as fast as I could back to my house from church, locked my door, and started talking to my roommate. I talked to him about how they showed up at church, and how I felt about it happening.
After while, I was about to get ready to go to bed, but then all of a sudden, all I hear is glass shattering, and my alarm going off. I run to disable the alarm, and my roommate was ready to hit someone with a bat. The alarm was finally disables, and our ears hurt. I look right, and I see the shattered window. We turn on some lights, and I see a rectangular thing. I see that it is a brick, and I also see a piece of paper attached to the bottom of it. I look at the paper, and it was a picture of my deceased grandma. I was creeped out, so I decided to call the police, They eventually came. They said because of the tone of my voice, “It wasn’t important enough to get here quickly.” They did a small search for any clues as to who it might be doing these things to my property. They said that the brick had ammonia on it so they couldn't track fingerprints. But how would ammonia be on it and not ruin the picture? Unless they had been planning it for a
After I'm further, I turn around and see my stalkers. One of the guys is taking care of the other, then the other one turns around and picks the guy I stabbed up. They are heading in the direction of the hospital, …show more content…
They were sitting behind me, the guy looked at me with the look of sadness and revenge at the same time I turned around and I sat there, shell shocked, praying to God that they wouldn't stab me in the middle of church, or anywhere for that matter. I felt so endangered that I was not paying attention to the preacher. After they let everybody out of church, I ran as fast as I could back to my house from church, locked my door, and started talking to my roommate. I talked to him about how they showed up at church, and how I felt about it happening.
After while, I was about to get ready to go to bed, but then all of a sudden, all I hear is glass shattering, and my alarm going off. I run to disable the alarm, and my roommate was ready to hit someone with a bat. The alarm was finally disables, and our ears hurt. I look right, and I see the shattered window. We turn on some lights, and I see a rectangular thing. I see that it is a brick, and I also see a piece of paper attached to the bottom of it. I look at the paper, and it was a picture of my deceased grandma. I was creeped out, so I decided to call the police, They eventually came. They said because of the tone of my voice, “It wasn’t important enough to get here quickly.” They did a small search for any clues as to who it might be doing these things to my property. They said that the brick had ammonia on it so they couldn't track fingerprints. But how would ammonia be on it and not ruin the picture? Unless they had been planning it for a