The Bluebird's Song-Day 4: Something Strange

 


Something Strange-

Later that night I had been closing my blinds and looked out. Outside of my apartment, I saw a man in the parking lot. He was wearing a black leather jacket, zipped up to his chin, and simple jeans, along with heavy black boots. The wind ran through his messy black hair and he stared straight ahead of him, unmovingly, at one of the apartments below me. I had never seen this man, and he was standing next to a car that I couldn’t identify. The sight was unnerving.


I continued to watch him until he suddenly got into his truck, backed out, paused a moment, and then left the parking lot. I tried to put it out of my mind as I made my way to bed.



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