jstro opened this issue on Oct 20, 2004 ยท 27 posts
jstro posted Wed, 20 October 2004 at 7:09 PM
The leaves rustled behind me, almost as if someone was following my every step. It was silly, foolish really, but I got spooked. I began to alter my pace speed up, slow down. The rustling seemed to keep pace. Finally, unable to take it anymore, I turned around. I screamed.
~jon
My Blog - Mad
Utopia Writing in a new era.