We didn’t listen
They told us not to go. They said it wasn’t a good idea. We didn’t listen.
She followed us home. I don’t know who she is, or what her intentions are, but I’m scared. She watches me at night. I can hear her; I can smell her; I can feel her. Will she ever leave me alone? What does she want from me? I can’t stay here. We made a mistake.
We didn’t listen.
