I was 10. I had just left school and was walking home with the big, square bag on my shoulders.
Suddenly he was there. There was no blinking, no flashes, no anything. He just stood there.
“Run!” he said “Run fast!”
Then he was gone. I threw my bag on the ground and ran.
I was just a minute away from home when I noticed her behind me. A woman, slim, with blond hair. Her face was dirty.
“Stay!” she screamed “I have to tell you something!”
My feet hit the asphalt, then my fists the front door. When my mother opened the door the woman quickly turned around. Continue reading