I think I have a stalker, or someone really desperate to be my friend. I don't remember how this all started, except she was new at the job, feeling clumsy and slow. All I did was befriend her and give encouragement when all the others had lost patience . Little did I know she would take an unnatural shine to me. One night after work, she wanted me to stop and grab a bite to eat with her; I didn't see any harm in it. We were both hungry and on our way home. What's a little company going to hurt?
But in the middle of the meal, she begins to tell me things about myself that set a small spark of anxiety in the back of my mind. She smiled slyly and said, "I know you almost died when you were seven. I know a lot about you. I know how your mouth opens slightly when you are about to fall asleep." I think my mouth opened slightly-in shock-as she revealed her knowledge to me. She continued by asking, "Tell me something about you, anything, that I don't already know." I think my heart went into my throat and my wish for invisibility went unanswered.
It was then that I began to think this was slightly more than a casual last minute grab of a bite. It was ominous and very unsettling to me. My privacy slightly violated. My sanity slightly removed. I didn't know how to react except to gobble down my food and quickly take my leave.
Now, I keep getting texts from her. She warns me to stop putting her off, she says she's given me enough space, she still cares. She tells me she misses me and I make her cry. I myself am having nightmares. Last night, I dreamed that she sliced me like a ripe tomato for "putting her off" for too long. I woke up in a cold sweat, and I'm not sure how to end this.
Dear Journal, please tell me what to do...
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