Walking home late, missed the last bus
Strange noise behind me
Starting to rush
Don't look now, picking up pace
Noise getting closer
Sweat on my face
Not far to go now, head spinning round
I can hear breathing
Goose bumps abound
Knees are a knocking, mouth going dry
It's right behind me
I'm going to die!
I stop and scream help, as loud as I can
Heart is thumping
Right in a jam
Closing my eyes, feeling quite sick
Neighbours pet dog
Big sloppy lick
Phew!
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