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Being followed
Today, after the last match, I went to get something to eat. Some dude was following me. At first I didn't think so. Probably just a guy going the same way as me. But then the dude just kept right on behind me. No matter where I went, there he was.
I think I lost him before I got back to my hotel, but I looked out the window and he's just standing there. Outside the hotel.
I might have to call the cops. Last person I had stalking me was my dad. This dude isn't my dadthank god for that. In fact, he's probably a little older than me from the looks of him.
I think I lost him before I got back to my hotel, but I looked out the window and he's just standing there. Outside the hotel.
I might have to call the cops. Last person I had stalking me was my dad. This dude isn't my dad