I froze as I watched the man who’s been stalking me walk into her apartment and lock the door behind him. I had been seeing him everywhere I went for the past few days, but I had no idea why. I slowly approached the door, my heart pounding in my chest, and I heard muffled voices coming from inside.
I tried the door handle, but it was locked. I knocked on the door and heard my sister’s voice calling out for me to come in, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I was too scared, and I had the feeling that something was terribly wrong.
I heard my sister’s voice again, but this time it was different. She was pleading with someone, but I couldn’t make out what she was saying. I heard a loud thud and then silence. I knew I had to do something.
I ran to the window and peered inside. I saw my sister lying on the floor, motionless, and the man standing over her, a menacing look on his face. I knew I had to act fast.
I grabbed a large rock from the ground and smashed the window. I jumped in and grabbed the man, pushing him away from my sister. I screamed at him to leave, and he ran out the door, never to be seen again.
I checked on my sister and thankfully she was still alive. I had saved her, but I was still shaken by the experience. I had no idea why this man had been stalking me, but it was a reminder to always be aware of my surroundings.
