It was a cold and windy night. People were walking home from shopping; the clothes shop closed early, the shoemaker hadn't even opened that day because of how cold it was. After a little bit, I was the only one out there. It was snowing. I wasn't that cold. I had warm gloves, warm hat, warm coat and pants. I was feeling alright. Except one thing. I had this errie feeling that someone was following me. Someone who is very good at being sneaky. I turned a corner. I felt them sneak around the same corner. Walked across the the bumps in the sidewalk. I felt them sneak across the same sidewalk. Finally I got tired of it. I turned around so swiftly and quickly that when I did.... TO BE CONTINUED... Changes Saved