The car stopped suddenly. I was going to run but I didn’t, there was something weird about the guy in the car. I walked over to the brown convertible with the guy wearing black inside. The window went down, and then I say “who are you?” he doesn’t answer so I just keep on walking. He was following me the whole way home. When I got home he was in my lounge room, I sprinted aggressively up to my room. He knocked on the door and told me it was ok. He was my brother, playing a prank on me.