What is on the other side of your window?


3. Silhouette

I woke up the next morning in bed, not even remembering what time I fell asleep. My wife was nowhere to be seen. She must have gone to work. I looked at my clock and saw it was 2pm. Emily was in school. I got up, and walked to Emily's room. Yep, she was gone. I had the hour to myself. I decided to walk around the block while Emily was in school.


Once Emily arrived, it was the usual. Another wonderful tale about how amazing her new school was. She told me about the crazy shenanigans she and her friends had done. After about an hour of two of almost nonstop talking, she said she had to do her homework. I've never seen anyone so excited about doing homework. I guess its a kid thing, you know? By the time she was done, her mother had arrived and it was almost time for bed. We had dinner, brushed our teeth, and once again tucked Emily into bed. After reading her story to her, she fell asleep. Once I walked into my bedroom, my wife was already asleep. I didn't want to wake her, so I stepped outside for another thinking time.


I couldn't think of anything to...well...think about. I don't know why...I just felt like I was being watched. Like I wasn't alone. I looked around to see if anybody might be staring, but I didn't see anything. Then I noticed something. I looked at Rowena Chess and right when I did, I saw a light turn on. When it did, The small window was bright. But I saw a shadow standing in the window. A Silhouette of a man. He was looking out the window, but I didn't know what he was looking at...until I realized he was looking at me.


He didn't do anything, he just stood there. Was it a janitor? Why would anybody be in a school this late? And if it was a Janitor, shouldn't he be doing what they pay him for? Why was he looking at me?! I was starting to feel weird. I thought maybe he was just wondering what I was doing. Concerned, I waved at him with my right arm. I didn't wave hello, it was just a wave. He didn't respond. I waved both arms in the air trying to get him to do something. He did not. Realizing I must have looked like a fool, I stopped and just kept looking at him.


He wasn't moving at all, and he hadn't moved for the past 10 minutes. At least I moved my arms. I was starting to feel scared. What was this man doing? Nothing! That's what he was doing! It was making me mad that this man was just standing there in the second to last window staring at my apartment room. After a concerning amount of time, I turned around, walked inside, closed the screen door, and went to bed.

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