Saturday, January 9, 2010

Dear Creepy Guy,

Yes, you the one at Target.

I did not like how you looked at me when I walked into the building and I did not like it when you continued to stare at me when we would cross paths.

You gave me that same uneasy feeling I got when we were at the park the day that the drive by shooting took place.

I wanted walk away from my basket and leave; however, I have promised myself not to live my life in fear. And you creep, I was not going to allow you to change my mind.


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