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The clocked ticked , three o,clock would soon be here and time to collect the kids.
Clare yawned, work and life where dull it was only the kids stopping her from giving up on life.
Time to leave and clare shivered as she left work , it was not cold but she had a feeling she was being watched, her feet quickened as she headed towards school.
The rest of the afternoon passed and the thought of her being followed never entered her head again.
At eight she kissed kids goodnight and left husband looking after them as she set out for a PTA meeting , "wow" she thought to herself "wish it was a party" as she set off down the street the feeling came over her again , this time she heard footstap and breathing. clare brook into a run...
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by clareclearwaters