The knock at my door woke me up from the dream I was having about a hot guy putting sunscreen on my back. I sit up in bed, wipe my hands on my mouth to get rid of the drool, and put my feet on the floor. I walk to the door and open it, there is nobody around except a gift bag sitting on the floor. It has been a few days since I started getting these gifts with no note or anything and each time it has been something that helped me during the day. I don’t understand who this person is and how they know exactly what I need when I need it.

The first day was a 7 day bus pass which helped when my car tires had been slashed. The second day was a $10 gift card to my favorite coffee shop Starbucks and I needed a pick me up after having a rough night's sleep. The third day was a lanyard, on my way to work my lanyard broke and I needed something to hold my keys. On the fourth day, I received a really soft night mask and robe, work was stressful that day and the robe helped me after a bath plus the night. Today marks the fifth day since I started receiving these gifts, I pick up the gift bag and walk back inside. Sitting on a chair at my kitchen table, I open the gift bag and put my hands to my chest when I see what is inside. Inside the bag is a Taser. Every item I have received I have needed at some point throughout the day, why would this person send me a Taser?

Taking the taser out of the bag, I notice there is a note that looks like the letters have been taken from magazines and newspapers that says “Liza you need to be careful. Don’t trust anyone, especially me. I'm closer than you think, you'll find out soon.” I start to wonder if the person sending me these gifts is the same person who slashed my tires.

I take a look at the clock and realize I am going to be late for work. I send a text to my boss Sebastian saying I'm running behind today, be there soon. I rush to put on my uniform, dash out the door, and take the bus to get to work. When I get to work I see my boss Sebastian, and my coworkers Susan and Nate all standing there waiting for me.

“Sorry guys, it's been a weird morning,” I tell them. Work goes by fast and Susan and I leave together. We get to the bus stop and I start telling her about why I was late.

Me: I woke to another gift today.

Susan: that's the fifth one right?

Me: yeah, it was the strangest gift I received.

Susan: do you have any idea who’s sending these gifts?

Me: No, but I thought it was Nate because he once told me he had a crush on me.

Susan: Then, it has to be him right?

Me: I don’t know.

Susan: This last gift was a Taser with a note.

Me: How’d you know!?

Susan: Are you that stupid! Because I am the one sending you these gifts.

Me: You also slashed my tires !?

Susan: Yes. I just wanted to protect you because you’re my best friend.

She reaches out for me, I flinch and instinctively take a step back. She continues towards me and I turn away from her with tears in my eyes and whimper “stay away!” I start walking in the opposite direction and she starts to follow me. I knew I shouldn’t have left the taser at home as I start running away from her.

(Author note: I don’t like this much at all or the title).