Followed in the night
Hands in my pockets
Are we alone?
Is there someone that can help?
Footsteps grow faster
Breathing becomes heavier
I clutch the keys in my pocket
And turn around ready to strike
“I think you dropped this”
He hands me my credit card
And walks away
About The Poem
I know I usually post blogging advice on Tuesdays but unfortunately I didn’t get any sleep last night and I am not in the right place to write a longer post. That’s why I thought I would share a poem instead. I’ll post the advice post tomorrow. Since it’s October, the spookiest month of the year, I thought I would share something horror themed. “Followed” was something that randomly came to me so I went with it. As always, I like adding a little twist to the end so instead of my usual darker twists I added something lighter this time. Change is good lol.
I’ve been followed a few times in my life. The most recent was when I went to get my haircut. I was a little lost and thought maybe I was being paranoid so I went to a few different floors to see if he would keep following me. He did. He didn’t even go into any of the other offices or anything. So I pushed the button for the elevator, let him get in, pretended to get a call and took the stairs lol. Then I went straight to the security guard who helped me get to the salon. Luckily I always have my guard up especially when I’m alone. Be safe out there guys and pay attention to your surroundings.
Have you ever been followed? Should I share more stories of other times I was followed? Do you like October? Are you a fan of horror? Let me know in the comments below.
Edit: Does everyone else’s Reader also look different?
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