I’m Watching You

I stood in the tall corn stalks, quietly watching Jenny. I loved watching her, smelling her wafting perfume. She couldn’t see me, but I could see her. I slowed my breathing so she couldn’t hear me. I crouched down to remain hidden until I was ready to ambush. I was grinding my teeth, patiently waiting. My fists clenched, I was almost ready. “Charlie, come out from hiding. Dinners ready,” she shouted. I jumped out and yelled “boo” loudly. “Oh, Charlie, you scared me. You’re such a silly child,” she said. “One day, I’ll really scare you,” I said, smiling deviously.