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I used to have a writing about Saitou, I'm fairly sure. I think my computer ate it.
Working on actually getting some manuscripts now. :)
But that's not what I really want to say. This post is about something else.
The house next door is empty and has been for some time. I can see the side windows through mine because my bedroom lines up with its second floor. The night before last, I came home from class and saw a light on. The blinds were closed, but someone must have left it on. At least, that's what my friend said when I told her the light was on again last night. This time, the blinds were pulled up in that room and I could see the bathroom sink and mirror. There are no cars outside and I didn't see any movement, so they must have been showing it earlier and forgot to turn off that upstairs light. The room next door was lit up too; it makes sense.
Except that window had a figure in it. The blinds were dropped, so I didn't get a clear view. Of course I didn't. It was late and that's how the mind works. I'm sure what I saw was a lamp or stand covered with a white cloth and just looked like a woman standing in front of the window with the blinds twisted half-open the way they were. "She" never moved, after all. Just stood there, staring out from her side. But that's just a result of late nights and partly-opened windows.
Funny. I'm looking over there now and I noticed something... that window doesn't have blinds.
Working on actually getting some manuscripts now. :)
But that's not what I really want to say. This post is about something else.
The house next door is empty and has been for some time. I can see the side windows through mine because my bedroom lines up with its second floor. The night before last, I came home from class and saw a light on. The blinds were closed, but someone must have left it on. At least, that's what my friend said when I told her the light was on again last night. This time, the blinds were pulled up in that room and I could see the bathroom sink and mirror. There are no cars outside and I didn't see any movement, so they must have been showing it earlier and forgot to turn off that upstairs light. The room next door was lit up too; it makes sense.
Except that window had a figure in it. The blinds were dropped, so I didn't get a clear view. Of course I didn't. It was late and that's how the mind works. I'm sure what I saw was a lamp or stand covered with a white cloth and just looked like a woman standing in front of the window with the blinds twisted half-open the way they were. "She" never moved, after all. Just stood there, staring out from her side. But that's just a result of late nights and partly-opened windows.
Funny. I'm looking over there now and I noticed something... that window doesn't have blinds.