The first time you felt like someone was watching you, was when you were walking home from school. Of course you brushed it off, there was plenty of people outside, so it wouldn’t surprised you if you caught one of their attention, but, the person you caught was someone you really didn’t want attention from. As the week went by, you still had the feeling of being watch, brushing it off as nothing you would just shiver or shift around, but never fully think on it. Soon, you started noticing little details that really wouldn’t have bugged you at first. Like how the window would always be cracked open just a little bit when you woke up, though you clearly remember closing it when you went to bed.
Or how some of your clothing was going missing, especially your underwear. A month went by and you were certain you had yourself a stalker. The first time you told the police, they just brushed you off saying that they couldn’t help if
It was a beautiful porcelain doll. You know, the way that most porcelain doll looks like. I was just like that. Wavy, long blonde curls. Black eyes. A beautiful pink and red dress with a typical headband with lace around the edges. It was a doll I received from my mother at an early age. At that age I always thought it was such a pretty doll - A perfect look. My grandmother had almost fifty dolls of that kind. All of them beautiful, perfect porcelain dolls. But this one in particular, the blonde with the red dress, I will always remember.
Because this is the one that would be the death of me.
I lived alone for quite awhile, had now. I had just gotten into college, seeing my whole life lay in front of me and all I had to do was to just go and pick out what I wanted. Easy as that. I was aiming for Psychology - A subject I had started to respect and enjoy the last three years. Seeing as my mother was a nurse and my dad a therapist, It was
He collapsed onto the doughy floor beneath him. He had been in this miserable cell for who knows how many days now? Perhaps even weeks or months, God forbid, years. He had long since lost track of time, yet he did not care.
Those damn fools. Who the hell did they think they were? Locking him up. HIM. A man of science. A bringer of societal advances, and hero to mankind. They would regret this. All of them. If they would not have him as their savior, they would have him as their end maker.
His brow twitched for a momen