Cocaine

I step onto my balcony. The breeze calming me down some. September wasn’t as hot here, but it still gave me a night breeze that I enjoyed so much.

I arrived here about an hour ago, I just sat on the floor, confused and dazed at the world itself. But I decided to pick myself up and get some fresh air.

The sounds of the midnight passing-through cars soothes me. The lights of the city result in it never being completely dark here. Its wonderful to me. It’s my life…

I get sidetracked as I see a dark figure leaning against a parking meter across the wide street. A street light near it allows me to see a little of the person. I swear on my life, even from seven stories up, that’s him.

That’s that guy I was in the Taxi with. But it couldn’t be. But yet, it could be. Couldn’t it?

My mind races and my heart almost stops beating. What if I was right about that guy? What if he is a freak?

What if he is a dangerous person? The fact that he’s outside my apartment building, staring up at MY apartment balcony scares me. It makes me wonder if this is really going on.

But I know it is. It would be ridiculous to not think it is. I step back inside calmly, acting as if I never noticed it at all. I lock the balcony door, my suspicions rising.

I was horrified. Scared. Afraid. All the words in the category of fear... I was scared.. There was no denying it anymore.

Slowly and cautiously, I go to my bedroom, hoping to get some peace tonight and be able to go to sleep quickly.

Most of the time I would stay up ‘til one or two in the morning. I get up at nine and I go visit the children at the hospital.

But perhaps in the morning I might just sleep late and relax, try to get my mind off things.

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