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Being Stalked

 Emma said that she felt unsafe. She felt she was being stalked. She knew he was after her life. The signs were clear enough. She felt his presence anytime she was alone in her house. Sometimes she even felt him breathing down her neck, but when she turned he vanished. 

Unfortunately nobody believed her, so bore the burden alone on her delicate and extremely fragile shoulders. Her sea-blue eyes always looked frightened. Her hair always messy. 

Nightfall was a cruel torture for her. Each night she waited for him to end her. Eventually, she could no longer bear it. She decided to do it herself with the knife she always carried about for self-defence. 

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