Past midnight, in a dark alley…
I am being followed. Too scared to look back, I know it in my gut…
I should have waited for the other dancers to wrap up but there were too many creeps in the bar tonight, and I wanted to be out before they finished their drinks. Now, I have to pay.
Suddenly, my stomach feels empty. I am nauseas and cold sweat trickles down my spine.
“Do I run?
Do I turn back and confront?
Do I have my pepper spray?
Isn’t there an all-night medical store round the next corner?”
Hope rises in my heart. May be, just may be…
Suddenly I hear the footsteps quicken behind me and I break into a run.