The Watcher

Hey there!  I’m Emily. You can call me Em.  I have dirty blond hair, hazel eyes, and I love to read.  I am really shy, I love, love school, and I am actually really  good at my studies.  Anyway, school is over and I am taking a walk in the park.  The park is quiet and peaceful.  I always go there when I am in a bad mood.  

Suddenly-whizz! A ball sped inches past my ear.  I looked around.  As far as I knew, there was nobody here.  Weird.  I kept walking.  It happened again.  This time it hit my foot.  What was going on? I started walking once more to see what will happen next.  But nothing happened.  Something fishy was going on.  I got a tingling sensation like your being watched.  

“Is anyone there?”I called out.  No answer.  I grimaced.  This was getting really creepy.  I took the path leading out the park.  There was a crunch behind me, as if someone stepped on a twig.  I spun around.  

“Boo!”Yelled my younger sister Mellie.  I screamed and fell on my rear end.  Mellie laghed. 

“ Happy April Fools Day!”She laughed.  I glared at her. 

“That was not funny.  Help me up.  Come on, let’s go home.” We got on our bikes, and rode back home in silence.    

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