I'm Thankful I Won't Have to See You Again

The woman then grabbed my arm for the second time, this time sinking her nails into my skin. I didn't go to the police office at the fair or make any formal report. As time goes on, the mental scars fade away, but it's an experience that i will live with for the rest of my life. So to the creepy stalker scratching witch lady, i'm thankful i won't have to see you again.