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A couple of weeks ago, I got followed home from the train station. I've been followed before, but this one was bizarre. I got off the train at around 11:15 pm and had a 3-4 block walk home. I've done this walk a million times and nothing usually happens.
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Whisper Creep

by eecb23

A couple of weeks ago, I got followed home from the train station. I've been followed before, but this one was bizarre.

I got off the train at around 11:15 pm and had a 3-4 block walk home. I've done this walk a million times and nothing usually happens.

This night, some guy passed perpendicular to me at the corner and I immediately got a weird vibe. He was obviously staring at me, so I glared back at him.

This happens often enough, but I felt weird about it. Fearing he might stop just out of sight around the corner to grab me, I crossed the street before turning the corner. I was right.

He had stopped.

I had sound-cancelling headphones in, but could still vaguely hear that he was saying things to me.

I ignored him and made it obvious that I was wearing headphones, which usually made people leave me alone.

He did, but we were walking in the same direction together still, him on one sidewalk, me on the other.

I noticed out of the corner of my eye that he slowed his pace to match mine, and I realized that no one was around. I called a few people before my sister, who was at home alone, picked up.

We started talking, and I turned around to check where that guy was. He wasn't across the street anymore. He was right behind me.

I tried to figure out how to tell my sister I was being followed home while she continued talking about our cat. This guy's shadow got closer and closer to me.

He was almost flush against my back when he started whispering in my ear, responding to what I was saying over the phone.

For instance, I said something was disgusting, and he whispered "oh yeah? Yeah. That's so disgusting. So disgusting."

I debated elbowing him in the face, but I didn't want him retaliating, so I just ignored him.

Eventually we made it to my corner and he hesitated when I turned, but followed anyway, now shouting responses at me.

I didn't want him knowing I was going into my house when my sister was the only one there. My dad doesn't live with us, but I asked my sister if he was home, and she caught on quickly.

When I walked up the porch, he kept walking down the street. I haven't seen him since.

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