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It all happened in Germany. I'm not going to say exactly where only to fear that someone will have to suffer the things I went through. I am a English man who traveled to Germany to seek many opportunities. I settled in a small apartment and lived from there on. I grew a family of one daughter and a wife. Things at the moment were great. But it was one slight move that changed that feeling. That feeling of greatness. I left my family behind at home and I went out for a walk. I walked along further than I've ever gone before. It was almost dark out and I thought I was to go home then. Not knowing where I ended up, I discovered a forest. Withought thought I went ahead and walked right in. I had strange uneasy feeling. Not that I was so far from home or that it was practically pitch black already, but the feeling of being watched. I didn't feel alone. I walked in deeper into the woods. There was a sudden shiver up my spine and I thought of leaving. But when I turned around there was a man. I called out for help. The man just stood there. Staring. He was tall, suited, and by the looks of it. . .no face. Frightened, I ran. Only to find myself in the middle of the woods. The man was out of sight and I walked farther. A house was in mid-distance, and I quickly ran over to it. I knocked and knocked. Then I opened the door for my self.

Expecting to find people inside, there was no one around. I walked up stairs to find everything on the floor. All the doors were closed shut. I searched inside every one, but nothing. I walked in the hall to find a door at the end. Open. I never saw or went in this room. I stood at the front of the door, and walked in. There were papers all ove the floors and the walls. My eyesight was terrible and all I could really see were circles x's and stick figures. I looked out the window and there it was. The tall man. I stood there shocked. The man stood there staring right at my eyes. Only he didn't have eyes. I got out of the house and went into the forest once again. I couldn't see anything but black. It was cold and damp. Then I finally got out into the streets. I found my way home and made it. The strange thing was, my family didn't seem concerned at all about. I left that thought alone and went to bed. But I couldn't sleep. I kept seeing things at the corner of my eye. Whenever I would turn the other way, I would get the feeling that a tall figure is looking down upon me. Watching.

The next day I walked the same path I took when I found the forest. Then I just stood there. As if I was waiting for something to happened. . .but I knew nothing would. My phone rang and I answered to the voice of my wife.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Come here quick. Please!"

"What's going on?

"Hurry! Help! Ju-"

"Honey!?" I had lost her. I ran to my house. The front door was open, and papers were all over the floor. Just then I heard a scream. I sprinted up the stairs and was shocked by what I saw. My own wife had a gun to my daughter.

"What are you doing!?"

"I can't take this anymore! I need to!" My daughter was lying there on the floor crying.

"Put the gun down!" She rested her arm along side her waist. She burst into tears. Then there was a sudden screech noise. The tall man was behind my wife. I fell onto the floor with pain soaring through my entire body. All I could see was my wife turning around and just staring at the tall figure. I grabbed my daughter and headed to the forest. I heard my wife scream from the front of the house, thinking she was killed. I got to the forest, and headed inside. Looking up I could see the branches of trees and the moon shining down on us. I found the house again, and hid inside. I went downstairs into the kitchen and found a flash light. I went outside  into the woods again. Withought finding anything I went back to the house in the woods. When I reached the door, I saw something that I can never get out of my head. It was my wife at the front door lying dead with a pool of blood. I ran back up stairs and went the door to the room where I hid my daughter. Before I had reached for the door knob, the door flew open and knocked be backwards. The tall man was standing there. Staring down at me. Then my daughter came from behind.

"Daddy?"

"Sweety, get away!"

"It's okay Daddy."

"No honey. Get away now!"

"But Daddy?"

"Now!" Right then there was the loud screech again. My daughter walked backward and the man walked forward. My vision went black and I could no longer hear. I fainted and woke up in a hospital. I asked  what happened to my daughter and they simply said. ..

"You don't have a daughter." Til' this day on I haunt myself with images of that tall man, and my daughter. I feel that every move I make. . .he's still there. And he's coming to who ever knows.