1.6 Stalker

His back leaned against the glass wall as he sat on a step just above the pavement, with his head hung down and elbows on his thighs. His hands held a black cellular phone. The words on his phone's screen read exactly "no need to pay me :)" Behind the glass walls were tables and chairs where people mostly sat on to eat. This nearly bald man had a huge forehead that glowed from the light of the sun. He wore a gray, short-sleeved polo shirt, khaki pants, and a pair of black pointed leather shoes. He was the only person who sat on that porch. He had protruding knuckles.

The upper right side of his pants' back side, just above the back pocket, had grayish marks that looked like scratches of a cat's paw nails.

He sleeps on a sofa bed. The sofa bed has neither a head board nor arms. Beside his sofa bed is a glass bookshelf where pictures of people and himself are displayed. His room has only a sofa bed and a glass bookshelf.

1.5 Stalker

He wore a white collared shirt that had wavy black lines across it, a pair of teal shorts that looked paper-like in texture, and a black-stringed necklace that had a round brown marble-like pendant.. A black shirt was worn inside his white collared shirt. He slouched the whole time, with elbows laid on the table and eyes glued to the cellular phone he held in his hands. He had curly brown hair that looked like feathers from a feather duster. His pair of eyeglasses had a red frame. He owned a small yellow pouch with white polka dots. On the seat next to him are two bags: a striped blue tote bag and a black backpack.

After looking through the window for about five seconds, he reached into his pocket, pulled out a pair of earphones, and popped a bud into each ear. He still kept looking around the room, even with a gadget in his hands. When two old ladies sat with him, one beside him and the other in front of him, he slowly pulled the earphones from his ear and kept the cell phone inside his pocket.

He sleeps on a twenty-year-old wooden canoe in his room. It is believed to be an heirloom, passed on to him by his granddad who owned it twenty years ago. Layers of white and gray blankets and mattresses are placed at the base of that canoe so that it turns into a place for sleeping. On his canoe bed are a yellow pillow, a stuffed polar bear, and a stuffed penguin egg. His room walls are painted light blue and his floor tiles, a dirty white color. A white bean bag lies in the corner of the room. A 36-inch flat screen television hangs on the wall in front of the bean bag.

1.4 Stalker

He was barely four feet tall. His thin hands clasped the glass door's silver handle, carrying his body's weight as it swung gently with knees sweeping the dusty floor. His head pressed against the glass, creating a misty spot on the clear surface. His eyes widened at the sight of cold drinks, fried food, shakes, packaged meals, and chocolate bars. He had just finished a cone of Corneto ice cream. He must have wanted more than that.

His white, tattered sleeveless shirt and striped blue and black shorts were covered with dirt. His bare feet treaded the sandy cemented grounds. There was a weight of loneliness in his eyes. He looked at passersby with hints of shyness and of fear. He held onto the door's handle the whole time, pulling it whenever a person were to enter or exit.

He sleeps on a warm, dry surface just above an old bookshelf. A long strip of cardboard is placed on that surface as a matting. A bag of garments is used as a pillow. The bookshelf is dark brown, wooden, rectangular, and about 5'6" x 1'2" x 2'5" in size. The bookshelf has equally cut compartments that make climbing to the top easy and fast for a boy of below four feet.  It lies in the corner of a contractor company's basement where a few light bulbs shine. The entire basement is 279 square feet. There are four rows of lightbulbs and three lighbulbs in each row. One white light bulb hovers above the bookshelf.

1.3 Stalker

Her face was round, brown, and spotted like the chocolate chip cookies she ate together with the rice meal she ordered--she was a tall, plus-sized lady with short black hair and a bobby pin on one side of her parted hair. She wore a loose white graphic t-shirt with Greek letters printed across it. Her blue shorts were folded at the hem. She owned a small black purse.

She had a low, deep voice. It had a timbre that had the sound of a conch shell against one's ear. With cell phone against one ear, she spoke slowly, making tiny nods during pauses. The conversation, at least on her part, was clear and audible: "The letter should be formal. Don't forget to keep it simple. White envelope."

She had two small golden hoop earings on. They dangled each time she lowered her head to put food into her mouth. She would brush her hair away with a hand when it pulls apart, replacing the single bobby pin to where it used to be. Her nose looked round, a bit flat, and wide. Her shoes were a pair of denim-colored Sanuks.

She sleeps on a queen-sized canopy bed. She hung curtains herself. Dark red fabric drapes from the top frame of the bed. A white feather pillow lies before the head board. A thin sheet of white fabric covers the top layer of mattress. A striped yellow and orange blanket spreads on top of that white sheet. Floors on that room are padded with light blue linoleum. A dark crimson desk appears beside the bed, and a white cuboid table lamp sits atop that desk. Piles of scrap paper, a financial calculator, balance sheets, and a mug of ballpens also lie on that desk.

1.2 Stalker

She had the most arresting eyes: two big, round, marble-like ones that glittered at the creases from eye make-up. These laser beam eyes glowed as she screamed words like "It's a stupid idea!" and "Joke!" every now and then as if to make a really important point. In her white-buttoned black polo shirt and red pencil skirt, her plump body made her look something like a walking bell pepper. Her face was full and shiny like an olive, except flesh-colored and with islands of red on both sides of her face. The top part of that face on the area just below the forehead had two dark eyebrow lines that resembled horizontal, downward-facing parentheses. Her auburn lips parted wide each time she spoke and even wider as she laughed--and she also had quite an unusual laugh: jerking her head backward with two round eyes shrinking, her pursed lips would scissor almost completely open and show a really wide arc. Her cockroach-colored hair was tucked behind both ears and tied in a ponytail. She walked with a bent posture, with her lower body curved too much to the back. It could have been because of high heels. Those shoes were shiny black ones with a silver buckle on each toebox. Her black nail polish showed like black dots in the air as she moved her hands around.

She goes home to a three-bedroom studio in a low-rise apartment. A box bed with soft mattresses and a bed frame would be in the middle of one of those bedrooms. She sleeps on that bed. On that bed are two yellow pillows, brown sheets, pale peach comforters, and one round pink pillow. The floors are of gray polymer; the tiles appear woodlike because of the lines. On the white walls are three paintings and one white slider window with clear glass. It is left open most of the time to let air in.

1.1 Stalker

His name is Marc, as his name tag read, and there was so much grief on his face, so much sorrow that smiling seemed unworkable. He comes from a dark, desolate place. His hair was a messy dark brown and a round bulb shape, and his nose had a pointed tip. Marc is a tall, lanky figure who had only three round, white buttons that were the only bright-colored things on his furrowed shirt. It looked like a uniform and could have been one. His black pants squeezed his already thin legs. It had traces of white stain that looked like chalk, powder, or soap residue.

He slept in a seedy, flat, low-rise bed last night. His quarters are barely furnished or cleaned, and it also does not have proper lighting or decent windows. He seemed to embody gloom so much that his eyes show it. He lives in a rustic, poorly lit place with damp, murky corners and moldy windows.