Running with a ghost (part 1)

This evening, i began my new routine, training myself for next week's marathon my school hardly held. I was super excited to be participated in this marathon. It was an ordinary day and i trained along the neighborhood alone with my music jam on. While training, i suddenly saw a man peeked from his house. He starred at me intentionally. I gave him a smile but he ignored and continued to stare at me. I just pass the house by because i'm kind of scared.

The next day, i trained myself again like yesterday with my jam on again. I ran on the same neighborhood and i still saw the same man there stared at me. I became curious. I was willing to know his identity and to know the purpose of starring at me. I slowed myself down in front of his house. He still starred at me and i starred back in order to make him stop. But badly, he didn't. So as the next day, he did the same thing and so the day after it.

On friday, i couraged myself to knock at the door and to ask what he wanted. He slowly opened the door and greeted me horribly. I introduced myself and he let me in.
"Have a seat." He said with an unsincere smile.

He gave me a cup of water. He said that it is the only thing he had in the moment.

"Sorry to bother you, but i just stopped by to ask you a little question." I talked really fast.

"Go ahead. Anything you want to ask. I'll answer it once i could." He let me.

"Do you know me? Who are you? Why do you stare at me everyday? What's the purpose of doing that?" I was kind of anxious.

"My name is James Copeland. Father of Cloe Copeland. My daughter talked about you really often. She said you're really kind. I wasn't starring at you, i was enjoying myself looking on a such great guy."

BOOM. I nearly died when he said he was the father of Cloe. I can't breath. I tried to calm myself but it failed my heart pounded so fast. My body shaked so hard and my vision blurred. I was speechless. Cloe. She was My closest friend at school right before his father passed away.

To be continued...