There is always that one person who likes to spend most of their time on their own. I prefer my own company to most people's. This is exactly why I chose to take the night shift, I get to be as unsociable as I want and there is something soothing about the nighttime. When it's just me in this empty office I can really process my thoughts and daydream. I work as overnight security for a Law firm, of course no one ever comes into the office overnight but security is needed nonetheless.
Every night at midnight I stare out the window, hoping to catch a glimpse of anything or anyone below. Not quite sure why I choose midnight specifically but it's just routine now. Mostly I'll see foxes, cats but sometimes I'll see people. At this time of night there are certain types of people you'd expect to see, teenagers leaving a party late, people working a night shift like me, or the people who only operate at night.
Those who only operate at night are playing a risky game with their life, problem is, they don't feel as if they have any other choice. This reality makes me feel extremely sad but also grateful that I do not have to live a life like that. I have seen some things, things that aren't exactly pleasant and things that you wouldn't want to go through yourself, yet I never intervene. Even if I wanted to how could I? My job is to watch this office until morning, I'm no superhero.
My shift is almost over and I can see the sun starting to rise. London is now awake so it is time for me to go to sleep.
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Midnight lies
Short StoryLucy Curtis works the night shift, due to this she spends an awful lot of time in the office on her own. One night, Lucy witnesses a murder. The killer doesn't see her but she sees them. Was this real or was it all in her head? Lucy intends to find...
