A figure is standing outside the window. Could it be a trick of the eye...for I only looked from the corner. The figure doesn't see me notice it and even goes as far as to bend its head down to get a better look at me sitting infront of my T.V.
I'm intrigued; the infinite possibilities that surround the mysterious figure unfold inside my head and I begin flicking through them. From the ordinary passerby to the stalker I never knew I might have and then I realise that my life is not as exciting as 'Without a Trace' so turn my head to continue my involvement with a fictional scenario in the programme.
The figure creeps within us all...
Found in a notebook from a few years ago
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