Monday, November 7, 2016

As i sat in my mother’s 53 year old red wooden chair looking out my window in the spare room, i noticed something unusual. I noticed that things were not the way that they normally were at this time of day. On a typical day, i wake up, shower, leave my apartment every morning at 8 am to run some type of errands and return to sit in this chair to eat my morning meal and watch the hundreds of people walk by however this morning there were close to no people… then all of a sudden I hear an awfully piercing shriek; a woman’s shriek. Being myself, i couldn't just sit back and act as though this is okay and that there isn’t a particular reason as to why there are almost no people walking by or noticing the 4 screams from an unknown person, i knew i had to do something. I’m not used to breaking away from my normal routine however this is of importance, i NEED answers. Reaching for the door to leave my house, again, I quiver with an uncomfortable kick in my stomach. My hands start to moisten. My knees wobble. My eyes twitch. Whatever happens next is out of my knowledge. This is not on my daily routine and my body seems to be rejecting whatever i am about to do but i cant go on with this day not knowing why in the hell a woman was left screaming with no one else being bothered by it.
As i finally build up the courage to reach for the doorknob, I hear a scream again however it was a different scream, it was not from the same person. I run back to the window in the room i was previously in and look out to see if i can see the mysterious person calling out for attention. I see no one. I walk back to the door but this time i skip the being scared and frantic part and open the door immediately and storm down the stairs as quick as i can. What have i gotten myself into??
I exit out the side door to my building and head in the direction where I think the screams were coming from. Of course now when I am outside and the screams have stopped the hundreds of people have returned but I pay no attention to the amount of people, that is not what’s important at this moment in time. I continue to walk in the direction i believe the noises were coming from but i see no signs of anyone in distress. I continually tell myself it’s probably nothing and if it is something they have already been helped or that it was all probably in my head and no one was screaming and then i see a woman. I see a woman and a small boy maybe 10 years old and they are crouched down on the street so that no one can see them. I dont even think twice to approach them and i then notice that the young boy’s face is covered in blood and the woman’s stomach is as well. I drop to my knees in front of them to ask them what had happened. The woman opens her mouth and says…

I sit up faster than i have ever have and look around. Damn, what a dream…

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