One day, while I was walking down the street, I saw some guy staring at me. I turn the corner and there he was again! I immediately started running and he kept popping up everywhere!

Shoud I go home? No. He’ll be there too! Where should I go? I thought.

So I try to lose him at the outside market. I zigzag through the crowd. I finally come to a clearing and I’m out of breath. I look around and don’t see him anywhere. I then walk home thinking I lost him. Little did I know he was already at my house.

I arrive home and there he is sitting on the couch waiting for me.

“Help me!” he yells as he starts coming towards me. “Why won’t you help me?!”

“What do you want from me?” I cry. “Who are you?!”

“Quick! We have to save my daughter! She’s in trouble!”

“What?!” I reply. I notice he has a major cut on his stomach. “Sir? Are you okay? You’ve been cut pretty badly.”