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There was a male standing across the street, watching you. He looked at you with a sick smile upon his face as he held a knife behind his back, just as someone walked up to you and asked you out, he heard and was very very mad, you see. Once you walked away leaving the male alone, blushing as he held your number his his hands. The male walked up to the man, the knife turning around to stab him, and that's what he did. The next morning the male was in front of your house, bloody with his knife in his hand...