Friday, March 30, 2012

The Ghost of Sherwood

One morning I decided to go on a run before work, I was walking down the street when as I rounded a corner I ran into a man who seemed to be in a big hurry. He stopped and apologized, introducing himself as Pink, I thought it was a strange name at the time. He seemed a bit tipsy, even this early in the morning so I made small talk with him for a while. I learned few things about him except what he did day to day, which wasn’t very exciting, he tended to avoid or talk around anything that had to do with his past or his family. Around 5:30 I said goodbye, we had talked about maybe meeting up at the bar later on.

I reached the park in little time and started jogging. As I ran, the leaves on the trees and the bushes made no sound, it was quiet and still. No one was out except me, I felt alone, but at the same time like I had the power and freedom of many. I ended up by the pond, it was perfectly still, not a ripple or splash disturbed it. It was as if the fish had all flown away, leaving the pond empty. As I stared at the pond, I saw a man’s reflection. As I scanned the opposite shore for the man, I could not see him, when I looked back down, his reflection was still there. I looked closer and saw a face that I recognized, it almost looked like my own, but that could not be possible. I looked at the clothes he wore, they were the exact ones I wore when I was trapped in the mental institution. I shivered and glanced around to make sure no one was around. I decided to leave the pond, taking the quickest route out of the park and heading home to take a shower before work.

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  1. This is what I mentioned about you today...

    Lucas walked out of the theatre doors and was immediately knocked to the ground. “Oh I’m so sorry,” said a man, “are you alright? I didn’t see you there.” “Yeah, I’m fine, it’s my fault I guess I walked out in front of you, I wasn’t looking.” “Hah I guess we’re both at fault then.” “Yeah,” replied Lucas. “...I’m Robin,” said the jogger. “Hi, Robin. I’m Lucas” he said as he made a mental note of a new play to produce in the theatre. “Well, I’m sorry I knocked you over.” “It’s all good, man,” said Lucas, “continue your jog, and come see a play sometime!” “Maybe I will!” said the man, then he waved and took off jogging again.

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