The battered and bruised, gun-metal, Chevrolet Malibu came to a sudden halt. It was half past 2 in the morning and the only sound present was the hoarse grunting of the half-working engine, which seemed to be one of a different car. It pulled up just outside the only house in the area, which was a derelict valley, full of tall trees, that seemed to have been neglected for decades on end. The property was so poorly maintained that it was literally a wooden frame, with a set of metal bunks, and a couple o’ mattresses leaning against the wall in the only room. That was it, that was the ‘house’. In the middle of nowhere.
(Representation of the Road)
Note: This is a true story
With her eyes fixated on the floor, it gave me a sense of curiosity… From where i was at the time, it looked like a white piece of paper…and from that moment on, MY eyes were fixated on the item.
As she walked passed the “item”, she looked back to where she had been staring all this time, and had a look of discomfort on her face, the type you REALLY DON’T want to see. it was a mix between anxiety and shock…either that, or she had let out a massive fart. She just stopped whatever she was doing and reluctantly walked on…We passed each other but there was a sense of worry present…
As I walked up to the item on the floor, I realised it was a £5 note. But it was folded in origami fashion into a flat shape of some sort…very distinctive and unique, sort of like a paper boat you would make in primary school, but pointed at the bottom. So naturally i walked past it without a second thought.
But then it occurred to me, somebody else would take it anyway, so I might aswell put it in charity…
I immediately stopped, turned around to pick it up and…- HANG ON ONE COTTON PICKING MOMENT…….IT WASN’T THERE!…..What the hell?! WAS I HALLUCINATING?! There was no wind at all, No-one to pick it up, not a soul in sigh…..- WAIT. WHAT? Continue reading
OK, so before i get into any humour, controversy or anything else, let me share my experience with you.. its not a story which will frighten you, but its worth a read as it is 100% accurate and true.
It all happened about 3 years ago on the way back home from college… it was a very mild autumn/winter day and it was not very bright outside, for some reason or another, i had finished a little late from college and was taking my usual route home, which by the way had very little people actually walking that way on a daily basis(Now what i mean is, not little people as in midgets, but more of a numerical analogy. glad that’s cleared up). that particular day, there were even less people walking down that main road maybe 1 or 2 on each side, though i cant remember exactly, i know it was really really peaceful, quiet but also quite eerie. so i put my headphones in like normal and set off on my journey. Continue reading