The Stalker
Last night on my way home, I sensed a presence
behind me, a sinister presence! I was walking along a dark lonely stretch and
at that late hour there was no one around! I hurried my steps, looking
furtively around but could not see anyone, could only sense the presence. I
knew it was Him!
Then just as I was about
to start running, he lunged at me. I had started carrying a small hammer with
me and had it in my hand and when he lunged at me, I hit him hard many times
and, and I think I killed him! I fled the scene and ran like mad all the way
home.
Next morning, the doorbell
rang and I opened the door, he was there standing in front of me, eyes wildly
staring at me. I killed you last night I whispered, I killed you!
He kept on walking towards
me and I had to keep on backing into the house. ‘Who are you here, what do you
want, I asked?’ The sofa was behind me and I tumbled down on it and sat
absolutely still, shell shocked. He sat opposite me just staring and I kept on
whispering, but I killed you, I killed you!
Background…..I am a
working girl living in another town, I had an awesome job. My only issue was
that our office meetings used to go on till late, my good luck I had cool boss
who let me come in late to work. This was practically my schedule 4-5 days a
week, but I was ok with it as I loved my job, salary was good and I had the
weekends off!
All was going well and
then I started to get the feeling that that someone was following me. When I
stepped out for lunch, went shopping, on way to office, etc, it was just a
niggling thought and feeling. I had not spotted anyone, but it was just, you
know how it is, a sixth sense. And I was very sure he had been stalking me
earlier too when I was studying! But that was a long time ago!
I told my office colleague
and the colleague accompanied me for a few days, but there was no one and for a
couple of days after that even when I was on my own, there was no one and no
feeling of being watched. I felt that maybe it was just a figment of my
imagination and left it at that.
Present… And then last
night happened, and now in the morning he was here, sitting in my house in
front of me, but he had no injuries! I was sitting shell shocked looking at
him, waiting for him to speak.
After a long time he spoke
and said, ’He was my brother, my twin brother. When he went out last night, he
left his phone behind.’ He showed me a lot of my pics which had been clicked
from college days and in the recent past. I was looking at him suspiciously and
asked, ’Why are you here, what do you want?’ He was just looking down at the
phone and fiddling with it. After a while I again asked, ‘Why are you here?
Answer me dammit, why are you here?’ By now I was getting hysterical and more
scared than ever.
Then he suddenly got up, I
got up in fright too. He kept on advancing with his hands stretched out, I was
looking around to grab something to hit him with and to protect myself. He
suddenly came very fast ahead and just caught my hand and shook my hand
vigorously and said. ‘I can’t thank you enough for the big favor you have done,
he had made not only my life miserable but of countless girls too. Here, I have
erased his phone, so the cops will not know about you.’ Live in peace he said,
gave me the phone and walked out.
I just sat down with the
phone in hand and clicked it as it was glowing, on the screen was written, ‘And
now I have met you and know where you live, The Stalker’