“That’s definitely a stalker,” Kelly commented after I showed her the pictures.
I thought the same, most especially that I had been receiving those annoying letters. However, if it was a stalker, then what was his or her purpose in sending me these pictures? Blackmail? Threat? What would he or she even get from doing those when I did not have money to pay him... if that was what they wanted in the first place? Errr… The more I looked at the pictures, the more it made me realize how unaware I was of what was going on around me.
I wanted to be scared because any time, my life could be taken. However, the thought of escaping from everything sounded tempting as well. That idea was like a drug that kept my fear on a low level, making me wonder if it was a bad thing or actually a good one.
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