C67 67.The New Admirer

Mia

I could still feel eyes on me. I felt like an ant under a microscope and all my moves were being observed and recorded. It was getting worse with each passing day and night, most especially at night because that was when I felt it the most. I was starting to get anxious and it showed in everything I did.

I jumped when I heard my name. I watched my back everytime I walk at night