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I've always had a fear of people staring at me. Not just random people watching me. But someone standing still, outside my window. Not moving, just looking in at me with an intense focus, like at any moment they'll jump. Or moving curtains aside, or sheets while you're hanging up the washing, and there is just someone there on the other side, waiting. It's the space in between that gets me, the pause that exists between their eyes fixed on me, and the sudden movement that will inevitably follow.