My heart pounded in my chest when I saw a black car parked right on my spot. Who could've come near here? Memories of what happened at the café make me feel scared but I kind of liked it. Fear was always something I enjoyed. I parked my car next to the black one and stepped out. It wasn't raining but It wasn't sunny either. I walked through the woods while I checked the time. It was 9 pm just about time to eat. I opened my bag and started searching for my keys. I walked up the porch. I unlock the door and I immediately feel like needing a shower. I hopped upstairs tore off my clothing and opened the shower. The warm water heated my body just as he did. I pushed the thought of him away. I still feel someone staring at me but I know it can't be possible. A knock on the door makes my body shudder. No one ever came to my house behave family and friends. Who would have come today? Maybe it's the mailman. I stepped out of the shower and I fear I may have fallen when I heard the front door open. I quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it firmly around me. I opened the door and walked into the cold hall, running towards the stairs and bargaining down from it till I was at the front door. There was a white envelope with my name written in beautiful swashes. I never got a letter before. My family didn't dare they hated me. I didn't have many friends so from who is the letter? And who the hɛll is in my home? I run to the kitchen and grab a kitchen knife. I walked around look like when I heard the front door click mothwrfvcker i curse
