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I used to rent an apartment in three-storeyed block, which is located in a bedroom district of a city. I used to get out to a balcony to have a smoke if I work until the deep night.

I began noticing an old woman standing with a baby carriage on a rope on the children's playground. She appeared on the different parts of the playground, but she was always there. This fact neither surprised nor disturbed me. People are different – sometimes they are mad.

I smoked in the darkness on the balcony that night which become critical, and watched her again. A few moments later she suddenly turned and looked straight at me. Goosebumps ran through my back. Her face was terrifying to say the least - especially with the dim lighting of the street lamps. It was not simply awful, but really horrible. Though I can't said what exactly frightened me. This was not a human face, though it was similar. I rushed into the room and slammed the balcony door. I turned around the corner at the end of the hall, slumping my shoulders trying to relax myself.

Five minutes later somebody began ringing my doorbell. This person seemed quite impatient and began knocking very hurriedly. An awful horror occupied me as someone was really trying to break a door open - my door open at three o'clock in the morning! I grabbed my bat, came up towards the exit and started shouting obscenities, screaming, panicking and hurriedly tell the stranger to piss off before I called the police. But they seemed not to listen to me – the knocking proceeded for another few minutes before everything went dead silent.

I decided to go to a bed. I placed the bat near the bed. However, someone began throwing stones to my window from outside. Panic erupted in my chest. Since that very day, I haven't seen the woman with the carriage. But I feel that someone is watching me, very discreetly.