This Doesn't Make Sense

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"Hey!" Someone yells from behind me. They're quite far so it's hard to make out any facial details. I look behind me to make sure he's not yelling for someone else. No one's there. I turn back and I jump because i'm confronted with that person The same clothes. . . a women.

"How did you get here so fast?" I ask her. I see my bus coming out of a turn. The women smiles a me creepily. I step back because I feel uncomfortable.

The bus makes a stop. I wait for the door to open and climb in. I hear the woman stepping in as well. I pay the driver the toll and walk back to my regular seat. The same women is walking next to me. Her clothes changed. I stare at her confused. She's now wearing short white dress. She smiles at me again and continues to walk.

I put my hand out to touch her hand. It's really light but I put that to the back of my mind. "How did you change your clothes?"

She yanked her hand away but still smiled at me, almost spitefully. She took a seat behind me.

It was my stop. I exited the bus and immediately headed in the direction of my house. It would take me 20 minutes from here. I don't here the bus leaving yet and look back. It's that women. My eyes grow in shock. This time she's wearing a red shirt and jeans. I quickly turn back around and start speed walking. I lift my hood as I feel a sudden change to cold. I feel creeping feeling itching it's way from my neck to the bottom of my back.

I start running. Everything is going really fast. My heart is pumping and my limbs feel numb. I'm in front of my door in record speed.

I go in and sigh a breath of relief.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I freeze. Every muscle in my body goes completely still. This is the first time i've ever dreaded opening my own front door.

I wait a few more seconds and then,

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I turn around as if this is the last time i'll be able to see the inside of my house. I slowly approach the door. My body is shaking. I get on my tippy-toes, my eyes still closed. I muster up all my courage and open my eyes. I flinch, but there's nothing.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

I feel a sensation on my shoulder. The room goes cold. I turn slowly. At this point, my heart is beating through my ears.

I see black shoes, then a silk white gown, then a teddy bear, a boy.

"W-who are you?" The boy starts to grow transforming into the women. I back into my door.

The woman growls at me. I close my eyes and I hear loud feet stomping towards me.

I open my eyes and see the face of the same little boy. It changes back and forth between the boy and her. Then I see me.

"Hey!" The reflection yells. My eyes go wide as a realization comes over me. I take the mirror out of her hands. She looks me in the eyes and turns back into that little boy. I hug him tight and he whispers in my ear, "This doesn't make any sense."

I chuckle. "I know."

I wake up.

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