Running Man

 He was behind me; I could feel the presence of the man. I still my breathing to listen and sure enough, I could hear footsteps. They were drawing nearer. Nearer and nearer he came until I could almost feel his touch. Suddenly the steps quickened as the boat shifted under him. Wild shrieks of joy burst past his lips as he caught his balance and continued on past me, his mother close behind urging him not to run. The world is all brand new to this delightful fellow, and so he ignored her and continued his explorations. With her permission I present to you this evidence of my tiny stalker.