Is he still chasing me? Can I get out of this bush yet?
I bet you're a little confused..
My name is Annabel. I'm 18. My hair's a golden blonde and my eyes are a deep blue. I don't know how I got in this situation. But there's a man; I don't know his age; and he's been chasing me for the past hour.
All I was doing was grabbing a coffee before school, and this man was staring at me. In the middle of the shop! And no one noticed! I looked over at him, and he turned away. I was frightened, so I handed the cashier a $10 bill and ran out.
I sat on the bench down the street; near the park. I looked at my watch. 20 minutes before school would start. I sipped my coffee, still shaking from the incident at the coffee shop.
Then, I heard a rustle in the pile of leaves nearby. It's fall, but the wind wasn't heavy. Someone was watching me. My heart started racing.
"Hello?"
The park became silent.
I stood up. My breathing got heavy.
"I'm not playing around!"
Just then something- someone rather- grabbed my arm and whipped me around.