When the woman was hovering around my house, I ran into my house at full speed.
Then I locked the doors and windows. I closed and locked all the entrance points in the house.
I crouched down at a corner of the window in the living room and began to watch her movements.
But..
"Did she leave?"
I couldn't see her behind the stonewall or anywhere. I let out a sigh of relief.
However, something didn't felt right. I suddenly remembered about the back door. The door which I had forgotten to lock earlier.
I thought of closing it, so I began to move my feet to the direction of the back door. But when the back door was in my view, I saw that the woman from earlier was standing right there.
I quickly climbed the staircase to the attic. The only thing my brain was telling me to do was to hide.
Then I hid around the messy piles of boxes in a corner of the attic.
I was hiding when I heard the door open as if she was looking for me.
I was so scared. I kept praying.
"Please."
"Please, make her walk away without finding me."
"Don't let her find me."
At that moment..
(You can check out my original story. Its title is 'The Reddest Red')