You And Us

An Uneasy Feeling

There's sometning eery about a silent windy evening when the sky is black and the stars decide to take a break from shinning. Wind feels cold on your cheeks and it feels like a thousand little stabs.I remember that the night i first saw you was distinctly like that. I was walking home from a party in the cold and everything was that little bit fuzzy and slow due to the alcohol. But there you were. Stood at the bus stop across the road and i looked over. As much as the world was blurry you seemed to look so clear. I was seeing you accidentally but it felt purposeful from the very first second. I crossed the road because i had no fear of introducing myself to you that night, but when i reached the bus stop you weren't there.

Confused. That's what i was. Recognising you from the first minute gave me a somewhat uneasy feeling and then for you to vanish.. my brain began to ache with wonder.
"Snap out of it Kate." I said to myself.
But after the uneasy feeling i decided to take the bus home instead of walking,which in the end was a good idea because there ended up being an incident of a man trying to kidnap another teen girl like me on the street i was about to walk down before i saw you.

Back then i thought nothing of fate. Fate was something i simply didn't believe in. Why should i? My parents used to say that the way they met was fate,that was until they divorced and i was left leaping from house to house each week. Once i reached home after seeing you i went straight to bed so that my Mum would have no time to question my wine eyes.

Curling up into a ball i closed my eyes and fell immediately to sleep. That was the first night i dreamt of you. I had dreamt that i kept trying to follow you and speak to you but you disappeared each time and the uneasy feeling began to fill my body and i felt like i could have drowned. The suffocation awoke me and i sat up in my bed hearing the thuds of my heart making my whole body shiver. Looking at the clock i had realised it was by this time 9am the next morning.

It was Saturday and today was the day i usually went to my Fathers house. I hopped in the shower and the bathroom window had steamed up like it always does so that was nothing new. But then after washing my hair i looked up to see writing within the condensation that read "don't go today." On it. Panic filled my lungs and i didn't make a sound. Simply standing there letting the water fall into my eyes from the shower i didn't know what to do,but there was something inside me that said to listen to this message. So i did.

Lying to my Mother was something i did hate to do,but today i told her i was feeling rather ill and i would rather have her look after me if that was okay. She agreed of course and told my Father,who understood completely. Climbing into bed to spend the day pretending to be sick,i felt the need to stay alert. But for the rest of that day nothing happened at all. However, i woke up the next morning to news that would change my life forever.