After reading @fireguardian post, I couldn't resist the idea of continuing the story.
I've never been a popular kid. I'm what you can call average: Not so many talents, but not completely worthless. I go to school everyday, I take all my classes, and I get out of school around 6PM. My days are boring as they can be, it's like I'm on a loop program for some boring video game. Maybe that's it. Maybe I'm just a second character in someone's game. Yeah, that's probably it. Someone must be having a lot of fun right now, while I'm just doing things over and over again. While I was cursing my own life, going to the bus, I notice that a group of kids were on the other side of the street, all looking at something on the floor. Normally I wouldn't care about this, but all the cool kids were there, and from the look on their faces, it didn't seem like they were making fun of anyone, nor they were boasting the new shoes they got. They faces looked like a distortion, something unnatural, something really extraordinary. So my eyes went down to what they were looking at. And never in my wild dreams I thought I would...
And never in my wild dreams did I think I would be so disappointed, they were looking at nothing, maybe they were trying to play a trick on the curious. Was this more proof that I was in a game and someone was making fun of me? Honestly, I don't know, all I could do is take a deep breath and continue with my tedious routine.
A week later...
There I was, again in the same place going to take the bus when I notice the same boys in the same place looking at nothing on the floor. This time I just ignored that fact, I didn't even want to think about why they were in the same place doing the same thing. The next day they were there again, oh I know I'm in a video game in an infinite loop. I tried to look again at the boys' direction in order to find out what was so cool there. At that moment the boys noticed and turned their bodies towards me with a smile on their face and they started waving as if they wanted me to go over to them.
I hesitated for a moment, but I was very curious to know what was so cool about it. I ran to cross the street, when suddenly:
“Screeech! Iééé! ”
I fell sitting on the ground, a truck almost hit me at that moment, still with my heart racing I got up and finished crossing the street. When I was climbing on the sidewalk, someone pulled me and threw me on the floor, I was confused and a buzzing took over my ears, I couldn't hear anything else.
A few days later.…
Looking back now, it all makes more sense, there was no way the sidewalk could be so high, my parents told me everything that happened that day, I almost got hit by a truck and almost threw myself into a river, luckily for the truck driver realized that I was going towards the river and pulled me. Just remembering it gives me chills, I could clearly see some kids standing in front of an old warehouse there, but now I see a river. Would that be a bug in the matrix? Or were they ghosts looking for a new 'friend'?
It makes me think that maybe right now there are ghosts walking around like a normal person just waiting for their next victim, maybe there is one behind you now.
