So, I am not paranoid but I think someone has been following me like I am being tracked or followed.
All my dissipated energy came back, I was fired up and ready to kick some ass.
I wore my cross bag filled with pepper spray and other defence tools. I was ready, but I noticed no one was following me, I began to wonder if the guy noticed me when I trailed him and decided to back off.
Tag: short stories
Tragic Note To Self, Part 2
“How may we help yo..” Alice froze mid-sentence. Alice as always dreaded the day this would happen but she never expected it to be this soon. It’s so sad that she had to do this to her best friend and favourite person in the world. She practically mentored Jumoke and it crushes her that she […]
Tragic Note To Self, Part 1 (short Story)
Trying can be very heartbreaking, trying can be exhausting. I think I need a spiritual deliverance, everything I do is not just working well. No profit from anything, nothing is making sense. I produce and I sell, but the profits just disappear into thin air, like I am not managing it or anything, clients just […]