At school yesterday, I realized that I was being stalked. In the copy room in the morning, I could feel the unwelcome presence. In my classroom, later that day, I sensed something in the room with me. Everytime I turn around, I get the feeling that something just ducked out of sight. Behind that pillar, around the corner, but always, always following me. The footsteps get closer. Everyone around me has succombed to this stalker . . . do I stand alone? Am I the last survivor?
Stay tuned to see if I, too, surrender to the first cold of the school year.
mother. wife. friend. teacher. writer. reader. photographer. birder. quilter. blogger.
Liza Lee Miller 
Duhn duhn duhn duhn–that’s meant to be creepy music.
OMG I was creeped out at first, but I hope you don’t come down with a cold. My two secretaries *both* have strep throat and I hope it just stays away from me!
Oh, no. Glad it’s just a cold…but it’s that time of year and we’re getting it here, too. Haaa Choo.
I have it, too!! So does everyone else out here.
Run, run Liza! :c) Yep, it’s that time of year again… (sighing)