Now That I've Seen You

     I glance behind me, walking faster. I pull my cardigan closer around me. I know I'm being followed but I feel like I've seen this person before. Like they live in my subconsciousness. I keep turning at every corner, trying to escape the mans gaze.

     I finally hit a dead end. I guess I knew this would happen. My breathing quickens. "What do you want?" I yell.

     "Turn around. I'm not trying to scare you. Just look at me. That's all I want."

     I take in a deep breath, preparing myself to match the face to the soft, calm voice. I spin around on my heels, trying to act more annoyed than scared. The wind blows around me, the autumn leaves playing a melody in the air. Usually I like their music. Now it just sounds rushed and depressing.

     I stare into the deep, blue eyes of the man. I feel as if they're trying to drown me and I quickly pull my eyes away. He's young, appearing only a few years younger than me. A scar slices through part of his eyebrow. He seems so familiar, like a childhood friend.

    "Who are you?"

     He frowns, his face wrinkling up. He kicks the crumbling asphalt. Sadness lines his face. "You really don't remember, do you?"

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