A Scary Walk Home...
I have been taking that walk home now for a little more than a month now--I think--more or less, a month. It's gotten easier and although I am far more tired when I reach my destination, I've been making it. On these walks home I come across a few people here and there. Mostly high school students as at the end of the road and at the intersection there is a large high school on Redan Road. At the end of the school day many students come plowing out and down the road--which is why I don't understand why the city bus does not service this street. Among the students that I have passed by on these walks I have also crossedt he paths of stray dogs, road kill, and some real assholes bored out of their mind seekng anyone whom is willing to fight them--but I only run into these people when I walk in the opposite direction away from the high school and toward Rockbridge Road. It was there when I came across a couple of guys whom clearyly was bored out of their minds as they approached me saying "I'll give you $200 if you can beat my ass." IDIOTS--They looked as though they had less than $10 and they expected me to belive such idiocracy. I threatened to call the police if they came any closer to me. It was the only words that I could find to say as they approached and much faster than I was walking. With those words they quicly backed away. It was clear to me then that these guys were going to attempt to jump me...in that moment I missed my car greatly. For if I had it I would have simply run the bastards over, backed up, and did it again.
Nonetheless, last nights walk home scared me even more than walking toward Rockbridge. and being approached by the morons. I walked listening to some music. I had my CD play and earphones. It was a comfortable walk, the weather was beautiful. It was one of those nights where you would grab a couple of your friends get a bite to eat then later sit outside and shoot the breeze--IT WAS ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL. A light breeze blew through prompting me to put my CD player in my backpack and just enjoy the quiet stroll home.
It was almost 11pm as I made my way from Redan Rd, down Martin Rd. Suddenly I hear this rustling sound. It was the sound of dry, fallen, leaves being moved quickly against the wind's will. My heart jumped in my chest and almost came up through my throat and out of mouth--that's how much the sudden disturbance of silence has frightened me. My head jolts in the direction of the sound and there I see a stay dog. My heart quickly settled as I realized that the shuffling of the leaves from the dog was due to his fear of me. He scattered to get as far away from me as he possible could. I had scared him probably to the same degree he had unknowingly scared me. After that little scare I picked up speed in my step. I kept glancing back behind me for some odd reason as I felt like I was being followed. The intial feeling of the dog possibly wanting to attack me had gone but I still couldn't shake the feeling of something following me. Was I going nuts? Was I more shaken by the dog then I thought I was. I made it to my street and I was moments from the reaching my door. Then....pound pound pound pound pound....rapid thuds behind me. My heart leaped once again. I nearly jumped to turn and around and when I do there it was....NOTHING, NO ONE, NO STRAY....but I KNOW that I heard some kind of steps behind me. It wasn't a figment of my imagination it was too loud, too real, too scary to have been a mere reaction to a scare 15minutes before due to a dog scattering away from me.
I got home. Upon entering I felt great relief...thought about my car again...I set all my belongings down, stripped myself and immediately went to bed.
Nonetheless, last nights walk home scared me even more than walking toward Rockbridge. and being approached by the morons. I walked listening to some music. I had my CD play and earphones. It was a comfortable walk, the weather was beautiful. It was one of those nights where you would grab a couple of your friends get a bite to eat then later sit outside and shoot the breeze--IT WAS ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL. A light breeze blew through prompting me to put my CD player in my backpack and just enjoy the quiet stroll home.
It was almost 11pm as I made my way from Redan Rd, down Martin Rd. Suddenly I hear this rustling sound. It was the sound of dry, fallen, leaves being moved quickly against the wind's will. My heart jumped in my chest and almost came up through my throat and out of mouth--that's how much the sudden disturbance of silence has frightened me. My head jolts in the direction of the sound and there I see a stay dog. My heart quickly settled as I realized that the shuffling of the leaves from the dog was due to his fear of me. He scattered to get as far away from me as he possible could. I had scared him probably to the same degree he had unknowingly scared me. After that little scare I picked up speed in my step. I kept glancing back behind me for some odd reason as I felt like I was being followed. The intial feeling of the dog possibly wanting to attack me had gone but I still couldn't shake the feeling of something following me. Was I going nuts? Was I more shaken by the dog then I thought I was. I made it to my street and I was moments from the reaching my door. Then....pound pound pound pound pound....rapid thuds behind me. My heart leaped once again. I nearly jumped to turn and around and when I do there it was....NOTHING, NO ONE, NO STRAY....but I KNOW that I heard some kind of steps behind me. It wasn't a figment of my imagination it was too loud, too real, too scary to have been a mere reaction to a scare 15minutes before due to a dog scattering away from me.
I got home. Upon entering I felt great relief...thought about my car again...I set all my belongings down, stripped myself and immediately went to bed.