Board Thread:Writer's Showcase/@comment-26664686-20160820074705

First of all, this is a true story and it happened relatively recently.

So, I was getting McDonald's in the drive-thru. Even though this seems happy, note that I had paranoia and generalized anxiety at this time. I noticed an old man, begging for money. This made me freak. I locked all four entrances, so he couldn't get in. Or out for that matter. When I went up to order something, strange thoughts lingered in my mind. Does his breath smell like cigarettes? What if he abducted me? What if he got in? As I drove home, all these traumatizing thoughts still swirled in.

Here's another story that is also true.

During education years, I was in the boys' lavatory looking into a mirror, taking care of my looks. Out of nowhere, more likely, my brain, I thought of that Bloody Mary myth. So, as the stupid guy I was, I said Bloody Mary in that mirror three times. Later that night, a dream got interrupted by my shins downwards being forcefully lifted up for a few seconds. Bloody Mary's ghost? A coincidence? I think not. 