Wacky Wednesday: The Eyes

So this morning I woke up paranoid as crap! I thought there was going to be someone standing around every corner, waiting to snap me up and kill me or something. I finally got ready and out to my car and checked my back seats. I just knew there was someone sitting in the back seat waiting to press a blade to my throat. But, just like in the house, there was no one.

I get in my car and start it up. The window is misty with dew from the night and I suddenly realize there is someone standing in the woods! They are standing there, just waiting for me to turn on my headlights. When I turn on the headlights it is going to be some mad crazy looking witch and she is going to come floating to my car, through the window and eat my soul!

I turn on the headlights and then the windshield wipers. I close my eyes and wait.

Nothing happens. I open my eyes fearing that the ugly witch is going to be looking into the car at me. But, alas, there is nothing. Just my paranoia again. I put the car in gear, back out of the drive way and on to work I go.

I look on the side of the road, waiting for some strange man with an axe or the crazy old witch to come flying out of the woods and into my car. But I make it to work just as safely as ever.

At work I feel like everyone is watching me. Which they probably are, to make sure I don't have any fun and work the whole time. I keep looking behind me to make sure no one is standing watching me. I wait for the witch to come out of no where. But still nothing.

I make it through the work day and make it home safely. My paranoia had gone away once I got home. I got ready for church and all was well. I went to a book store before church and everything was fine, awesome in fact. The book store was like walking into heaven. Old books just waiting for me to buy them. They were all screaming "Pick me, Pick me!" But I couldn't pick them all. I promised them all I would be back for more, that seemed to keep them quiet until I left. I wonder how many books I made cry today...

Church! Yay! No need for paranoia here. Everyone is friendly but the bookstore inside the church gets way to crowded and I start to panic. Me and mom leave the bookstore and go find a seat and wait for service to start. Of course I keep my eyes out for the cute guy I always stare at. I can't help it, he has a really nice smile. I spot him of course and all is right with the world.

As every one starts pilling in I start feeling something, like someone is watching me. I can't help but to look up at the ceiling to see if something is there, but there is nothing but lights. But I still feel the eyes on me. Something is watching me. I look for the old witch. I knew she had to be there some where. Looking out from a dark corner, waiting for the perfect time to attack. I see her no where. Then, I find them. THE EYES! The ones that I have felt on me for a few minutes. The eyes that have sent me into a paranoid panic trying to find who they belong to. But as soon as I spot them and stare straight at them, I suddenly no longer care that they watch me.

Why?

Because it is the cute boy whose smile I look for every Sunday and Wednesday. Yes, cute church boy is looking my way! My smile grows as he looks away and I want to jump and scream and shout, but I just can't bring that kind of attention to myself. He would think I was crazy! Though, I am...I don't want him to know that until AFTER he falls in love with me.

And then I saw HER! The old witch that I have been looking for all day! I knew she had been following me. I knew it! When I finally spot her she smiles at me...a real, kind smile, and walks out of the church.

What?? Was that her plan all day? To make me paranoid so that I would see the guy with the cute smile staring at me? Was it her plan to show me that I may not be the only on interested? Oh, old witch, I thought you were evil...Now, you are just confusing.

Much Love
Heather