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Evening Walk

I stopped and looked round, and out of the corner of me eye, I saw a white misty figure in the bushes just off the road, I froze, I mean, I could not move at all. The stinking figure froze with me, and there it was that bloody feeling of helplessness, that same deafening silence, I could not decide what to do so I just stood there watching the figure. Then slowly it floated towards me, no leaves moved, it seemed to walk right through them. I wanted to run so bad, but me bloody feet felt like they had grown roots in the frigging dirt. Just as the figure came onto the road a car drove up and the figure disappeared, I mean, its like the damn car went right through it, I jumped out of the way the driver yelling at me as he went by.  I stood there watching its rear lights fade away from me like eyes of a retreating animal. I turned back to the place where the white figure had stood, nothing moved not even the leaves.

By Bombastic Nation

Me name is Anderson A Charles. I am a writer story teller and Podcaster, the original Steve urkel, yes I did that. Also played basketball in college ( that's because I am seven feet tall.

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