The rain falls heavily outside the quiet house. As everyone else was asleep peacefully Mia was wide awake. She layed still under her covers the sound of the rain hitting the glass keeping her from falling asleep
As she lays there she allows her imagination to run wild. What if she had a stalker? Her own stalker just in love and obsessed with her? Someone who's outside the window ready to attack at any given time
She shook her head 'those are just stories' she told herself 'no one actually does that anymore' she tried to explain to herself but it seemed as if her body was having a war with itself she wanted love like other kids in her school she wanted to be cared for, but a stalker? Now that was just crazy sure she heard stories and everything, but why would she wanted it to come true? Is she that desperate for love? Of course not and besides they were stories she didnt believe any of them they were just imagining it or so she thought
Until...
He came..
