The Polaroid That Followed Me

I found a polaroid photo of myself on the sidewalk walking to school. The thing is,

the photo was taken that exact morning. I was wearing the same outfit, same backpack,

same everything. But I live alone and no one walked with me. I picked it up and

flipped it over. On the back, someone had written in red ink: "Turn around."

My hands started shaking. I looked behind me but the street was completely empty.

When I looked back down at the photo, there was now a shadow behind me in the picture.

A shadow that wasn't there five seconds ago. I ran the rest of the way to school

and shoved the photo in my locker. After last period, I opened it again. The shadow had moved