write one, two or three sentences

[Fairlane]

I stood at the edge of the pier for a long time. The sun stretched my face and tightened my skin. I watched the waves flop over one another and waited to feel warmth. Thinking back over the day's events, I stared numbly towards the horizon. "How did it come to this," I screamed.

The man fishing next to me began to slowly back away. I have no idea how I got the cuts on my face. The sun is killing me. My tongue was dry, sandpaper rough.

I looked back over my shoulder to make sure HE wasn't there anymore. To make sure HE wasn't still watching me. That man with the fishing pole, how dare he follow me. All day long he was always two steps behind me: there on the bus, again in the diner, and even on the way to 36th street.

Ha! Now there was a story… 36th street. When I got to 36th street, I turned around and realized that the man had taken off all of his clothes! I was very frightened.

I ran down the street trying to loose this maniac, who seemed so familiar.