The note was slip under my door at exactly midnight. my hands trembled as i unfolded the crumpled paper, revealing just four chilling words: 'they know about you' .My heart pounded. Who were 'they'? And what did they know? 

They know about you...

Suddenly, i felt a chill creep up my neck. I quickly locked the door and ran back towards my room. I thought all night long who were 'they' refered to and and what did they know about me.. I looked around my room and found my doll which was the last thing i had from my mother. I ran away from home when I was 14, i havent seen my parents since. I always see police searching for me, yet they still havent found me, no one has..