“It’s nothing but glass” said Joe
Shattered pieces in front of me. I didn’t trust Joe.
I felt like they would harm me, they somehow reminded me of Joe.
Why was I following Joe? He scared me and proved time and time again that he was untrustworthy.
And so am I, otherwise I would have told him I was stalking him, but that would have ruined the fun.
I have one complaint as a stalker. I walk pretty fast. HURRY UP JOE!
Joe was lagging behind, about 30 feet, this would never do, I had to stop and wait for him.
Then as usual what do I do next, I collapse. The same clutz.
I get back up in time to see him running towards me in a hurry.
I turn around and run away.
He pursued me and I panicked and ran into the candy shop.
Then everything stopped.
“I’ll have some sherbet and some bullseyes please!” I was in a rush.