CARAMEL’S POV I screamed out so loud and shut my eyes tight with tears sliding down to my ear.“Leave me alone!” I continued screaming.“Caramel, Hey, caramel, what’s going on? I just want to help.” Benson said, then I opened my eyes slowly. I looked at his hand and saw no knife there.“But you were about stabbing me. I saw a knife with you. Don’t come any closer.” I said, shivering as I stared at his pocket. Then he scoffed and showed me his pockets and every other pocket in his cloth.“How would I try to stab you, Caramel?” He exclaimed as he looked at me in disbelief. Then I stood up and looked at him, startled that my mind had played tricks on me.“Well, it’s not my fault.” I said, then ran off. I was really scared back then. I thought I was doomed already as I saw him bring out the knife but I guess I was seeing the wrong thing. If he truly wanted to kill me, he wouldn’t do it in public, so I guess my mind was playing tricks on me. I ran back to my room sweating and thankful
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