First Person: Someone is using the Stone

It wasn't until I was halfway to school that I felt the oddest feeling. The wind suddenly picked up...yet it didn't. I frowned. I'd wished I'd be aware if someone used the stone...I guess I should have wished to know what they did as well...but all I had was a strong feeling of certainty it was. Since I didn't hear the wish, unless I got to the stone, I wouldn't even know anything was different. I froze and turned around and hurried back the way I came.