A touch of Soul (Getting Away, Pt2)

2- strange beginning

(Her Pov)
She didn't know where she wanted to go, but she knew. That somebody was after her, most things don't happen like this. So she decided to start walking home in a very slow pace thinking and keeps turning to see if someone was behind her, if someone was following her, but every time she turned back, nobody was there, so therefore she went  on her day with a very strange feeling. She knew she had the vision. She knew that she didn't hit her face for a reason, but up on that. She finally made it to her house to get in her pocket for her keys. She opened her door slowly, walked closed the door behind her and walked her upstairs, where she sat up on her bed, took her shoes off. She put on her pj's as it was night time. When she walked into the bathroom, she grabbed her toothbrush brush her teeth for some on minutes. And then she looked up into the mirror, she just stared.there was a man as she stared upon the mirror,  a man talking to himself this man was a tall gentleman. He had a darker color hair, a very thin mustache, like it was growing in, and had very little stubbles upon his chin like a 5 o'clock shadow. She Was looking up at him, he had his hands laid up on the sink in front of him with tears running down his face. She couldnt understand what he was saying, just that his lips were moving, he seem to be very sad, his eyes were glossed up, tears running down his cheeks, and as he wiped away his tears, he turned around , the girl lost side of him, she wasn't really scared, she was just mainly questioning, who was this man, what is wrong with him, and why did you appear to me? She wiped her Eyes, and then walked away, she grabbed her hair brush, she started walking out the bathroom door, brushed her hair right before bed, when she got in bed, turned her phone off, turn the lights off, covered up and rolled over, she tossed and turned and tossed an turned, but she is layed there and placed her hands upon her forehead all she could think about was a man that she saw, so she threw the covers over her in irritation, got up and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and sat down on the couch, turn on the TV, nothing but commercials on the machine she didn't care., she couldn't sleep. She swore she saw this man before but she couldn't recall where, it's like deja vu almost. Her eyes shut over and she laid her head back while she was sitting indian style. She laid her head back on the couch, just dozed off , she had a dream that this man she just saw was Sitting on the edge of his couch, with a gun just laying in his lap, he was crying, praying to the Lord, 'I can't do this no more give me the strength, I don't know how much longer I could do this, the man cried'.she was talking  under her breath while sleep 'don't do it, don't do it, I'm right here', she don't know why she said it, or were it even came from, but you know how dreams, work, right? There not always accurate, true,?they ain't always based on real life. She woke up few hours later, and she set up and realized she was sleeping on the couch. She said, 'screw it', she just grabbed the blanket that was on the back of the couch and a pillow, and just laid down back to sleep. She didn't have no more dreams of that man, but is sure to bother her, what really happened. {Sometimes dreams as you think about them, and leave you in a mystery, are thinking to yourself is that real fiction is something weird. It just started like a movie or something that no one really can answer that question, so as I said). She was thinking about this man  Right before she dozes off to sleep, she thinks to herself -i wonder if this mans on my Facebook or Twitter something I had to see his face before for me to think about them, because they do say someone appeared in your dream before it's because you've already saw them-,she dozes off to sleep....  💕

As said morning, and she woke. She sat up slowly as her brain was still trying to wake up. Her mind was still fuzzy, she felt so drained like she was up partying all night, like she didn't get a wink of sleep..
She heard a slight knock on her door. She wasn't Expecting anybody to come over. She stood up slowly and starting heading towards the door. Strange apparition. Appeared to her. No, she was stepping towards the door, she jumps back quickly as in a surprise it was a man from last night. Do not open that door. You will not like what's behind it. She asked me why what is so bad about it, who is it? The man answers back in another quiet voice, I don't know because I don't know him, but I just got a really bad gut feeling about it. Do not answer that door. So she starts back, sits back on the couch, thinking, what in the world was that? The person at the door just keeps knocking. And finally, it stops. So she quickly runs over to the door and looks through the peep hole.   She did not see anybody there all she could see this quick glance of a person turning around the corner. So she just shrugs it off. Goes upstairs to get ready for work. And as she steps through her bedroom door, she gets a quick smell of a sweet sweet flower lily. Then she goes to get her clothes out of the closet, puts them on her bed, and she looks upon her pillow. There was something there that wasn't there before it was an actual flower, lily, nobody's been in our house, the only person that was near was that person by the door, she still don't know who it was. So she picks up the flower and smells it as she puts it to her nose. She loves the smell of lilies it was her favorite. She's still so weird it out upon what is happening to her. She just put the flower down on the nightstand slowly and very softly, not to damage it, she goes to grab her clothes and jumps into the shower. Steps out. And get ready for work and upon her surprise. Nothing strange has happened while she was in the shower, so she goes upon her day going on to work, catching the bus and sitting in her little cubicle.