creeep
so this morning i woke up at 5 30 to be at work at 6. i left my house at about 5 45 and when i turned the corner at the bottom of my street there was a guy walking down the street bare foot with his arm crossed and his shirt was covered in blood. it didnt look like HE was bleeding either. it was a bunch of dried blood. and i didnt know what to do. i made eye contact with this guy. was i supposes to call the cops? i dont know. i cant stop thinking about it and im really freaking myself out about it. i want to know what happened. i want to know if i had called the cops, if i could have cought this guy doing something he wasnt supposed to be doing. but if i had done that, he would have known it was me, there are no other people out at 5 45 in the morning on a sunday. i called my mom on my break and she said i should have called the police, but what would i say there is creepy bloddy guy walking down the street. i dont know. this is haunting me. i cant even stay by myself tonight. im going to my dads so i will be able to sleep. ugh.