When I sat down on my seat, which I always sit on right near the window. I glanced out of the window; he was still there but wasn’t looking at the track but at me. His dark black hat covering his eyes, a solid scar that runs down his face, his dark black suit, and then he raised his hand towards his neck, and then rolled it across his neck.
As my dreaded journey carried on I couldn’t stop worrying if he was going to come after me. When the train stopped at the stop just before Brooklyn my friend got on and I told him the story but it was no use he just laugh and thought I was joking, until I seen him on the carriage in front.
I froze for a second then realized I had to go. I grabbed John and said come on were getting off here he replied “no!! Im going too school,” I didn’t give him another chance to say no. I held on to him until the train stopped as soon as the doors opened I dragged him off. Leaving all our school stuff and the dreaded man behind.
“What did you do that for” John said angrily I needed two he was going two murders us. As we realised we were In Brooklyn John said, “Now how do we get to school” we don’t the guy on the train would of found out what school we attend “how” he would of looked in your bag.
When we were coming up the steps of the subway I noticed the same certain smell as we came up the steps we were on the busy streets of Brooklyn. We decided to go to McDonalds to get a burger.
As we entered there he was sat there with a cup of coffee. We ran out of McDonalds down the subway onto the train that takes us home. We just made on the train. As we came to Johns stop he got of and I was all alone.
When I got to my stop I got off and there he was standing there. I thought I won’t run ill just be casual. I got past the scared man then he grabbed me from behind.
