Night Stalker

I never intended to do this but due to some class requirements, I was forced to somehow stalk someone. I started my task by following a girl after I’ve gone to the church last Saturday night. One would mistake her for a stewardess or an office girl, but I knew that she was wearing a school uniform of a school in my province. I noticed that she was all in black except for the long-sleeve blouse and socks, which are white. She was wearing a necktie, sleeveless coat on and a knee-length skirt. I could still see her leather shoes reflect the lights as she was leaving the church. It was probably a new one. Her posture will qualify her to a beauty contest, but her height would not let her. Though her skin was not of a snow, her whiteness would stand out among those who are near her. And I would say, she only eats twice a day because of her thinness.

I couldn’t manage to see her face well. I saw her from a side view, but most of the time, I am at her back. She was with an old man, maybe her dad. Once in a while, she would look at different directions. I was getting a feeling at that time that she noticed me looking at her; I was afraid to be caught by them or other people, so I distanced myself when I sat in one of the pews. After a careful observation, I thought her eyeglasses make about 70% of her face. I didn’t recognize her after she removed them and wiped with her handkerchief back inside the church. Even most of us will not recognize those who wear eyeglasses when we see them for the first time without wearing one.

As we were leaving, I’m thinking at that time if I would still stalk her. I decided not to because if I continue to do so, that might be stalking for real. Besides, the church is not a good place to look for someone to describe him/her physically. And I was not that interested in her because for the first time I saw her, I thought that she was only a first year high school student.

I would like to end this by sharing a (1) quote from Molly Harper;

"I think the very word stalking implies that you're not supposed to like it. Otherwise, it would be called 'fluffy harmless observation time'."

and a (2) picture I got from Google.

Stalking: In Real Life and On Facebook (c) endlessorigami