Fan Fiction ❯ Poems ❯ Do You Know Who I Am? ( Chapter 7 )

I watch you through the windows,

As you sit on your couch,

And watch TV, laughing occasionally.

I watch you when you're in the kitchen,

Eating breakfast, and reading at the same time.

I watch you get out of the shower,

And wrap a towel around yourself.

I always go unnoticed.

Do you know who I am?

I now sit inside, on the couch, where you sat,

I watch the channel you watched.

I change the channels before turning the TV off.

I sit in your kitchen, where you sat.

I go through your cupboards,

Moving things around, leaving them open.

I stand in you shower, where you stood.

I toss the towels all around,

And trash your medicine cabinet.

I won't be unnoticed now.

Do you know who I am?

I sneak from your house before you get home.

Six o'clock, exactly, like all other days.

I sit in the bushes, my usual spot.

But now I get a reaction,

You look so scared.

You walk from room to room,

The horror visible on your face.

You pick up the phone to call the police,

But you find the line is dead.

I make my move now.

The door is open, and I slip in quietly.

You're standing in the living room,

Your hands are clutching the phone.

I make a soft noise, stepping on a squeaky board.

You hear me, and run into your bathroom.

I laugh, I made that noise on purpose.

Don't you know I've planned this for months?

You've never noticed me,

But now you will.

Do you know who I am?

I can easily break into the bathroom,

But I fiddle with the knob to scare you.

You're crying, making soft, scared noises.

Like an injured animal.

"G-go away." you say.

I grin. I'll never leave.

I break the lock, and swing the door open.

You huddle in the corner, still holding your phone.

You suddenly get up, and swing it at me,

A pitiful weapon. I knock it out of your hands,

You open your mouth to scream,

But nothing comes out. My hand is on your mouth.

I pull the sharp object from my pocket,

And wave it in front of your face.

You try to move my hand,

But I'm too strong.

Do you know who I am?

I'm your stalker.

A/N: Thought this up earlier today, during my first hour class. This isn't exactly what I thought up this morning, though, because I was outside running (it was health class), and I didn't get a chance to write it down during any of my other classes, since I was too busy.

But here it is now. Much different than what I thought this morning. Basically, the idea came from Judging Amy.

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