For the past couple months, you've had a stalker. Some weird man would follow you and watch from a far everywhere you went, not leaving you for a single second of any day.

The guy would even go as far enough as following you home a few times, but he never spoke to you or got too close. He also followed you on every social media site you had and posted on, even if you didn't post on an account. He was crazy about you in some way, you just didn't know which.

One fateful day, he decided to get too bold with you.

You got home after running some errands and going grocery shopping. While you were putting away the food you bought, you heard rustling outside your kitchen window, but when you looked there was nothing there. So, you decided to ignore it and just go on with your day.

After you finished putting everything away, you hopped into the shower to wash off all of the day's dirt and grime off of you. You planned on getting into your pajamas after your shower and watching a horror movie for the rest of the night, since it was close to Halloween and you in the spirit for a scare.

But, when you walked into your bedroom to change, you were met with a random man in your room, sneaking in through your window even though it was on the second floor. He had a knife with him, in his grip.

In a swift act of instinct, you grabbed your keys from where you set them on your dresser and slashed at Jeff. You sliced a clean, diagonal line across his face using your house key. A hiss of pain came from his mouth as he clutched his face where you sliced him.