"/Sigh/ Except for a busted up hand from a table and from punching Jerry, I'm okay."
"Good. I'm getting ready now. See you in five?"
"Sure. I'll pick you up?"
"Awesome."
After about three minuets, Lisa drove to Mikes house. Waiting, she started reading. She all of a sudden, felt a sensation of someone watching. She turned around, half expecting someone to be there. There wasn't, thank god, but she couldn't get over that feeling. Who was staring? No one. No one was there.
#LisaCreepyPasta
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