Sounds of footsteps
drawing near.
I am being followed!
I walk faster,
clutching my laptop tighter.
The footsteps get louder.
Closer.
And closer…
I run.
Afraid.
What do they want?
My laptop?
No! My unpublished blogs!
I hold the laptop to my chest.
Behind me.
Many feet running.
Faceless, unknown people
gaining on me.
I can’t run anymore.
“What do you people want?”
“Easy dude, we are just following
your blog.”