Waiting For My Uber
I pace the length of the lobby anxiously. The world outside is pitch black,seldom lit even by flashes of lightning, followed by booming thunder. I catch my reflection in the opaque glass of my office’s front window, and for a moment I’m startled by the sight of my face in that dark square, illuminated by the soft glow of my phone’s screen.
My Uber is still several minutes away. With the rain pounding as hard as it is, I’m waiting inside while the driver makes his way carefully down the flooded streets. I’m the last person here, and all I want is to step outside, lock the door, and be gone.
I can’t shake that feeling of being watched, though. I know it’s silly; it’s a small office of just ten people, and I did the closing procedures myself. Walking each room, I turned off every light and closed every door. I’m alone. But still, I feel I’m not.Continue Reading
I Think Something Is Pretending To Be My Shadow
We’ve all heard stories about people becoming possessed by evil spirits. It’s basically a trope at this point, but that doesn’t stop people from having real and true anxiety about that kind of thing happening to them, especially in the dead of night, when anything seems possible. The story I’m going to tell you now is true, and it’s about something that’s been happening to me not just in the dead of night; not only when I’m afraid and alone and anything I can dream up can seem as real as the bedsheets under which I lay. Instead, this story unfolds mostly in the bright, glaring light of day, when there would seem to be no room for fear to grow. But nevertheless, I have found that possession seems to be real. It’s just not me who has become possessed. It’s my shadow.
We’ll get there, though. First, I want to tell you how this all started. To tell you a little about myself, I’m a guy who just recently graduated from high school. I come from a small midwestern town, and have had a life that I am aware would be considered privileged by many. That has afforded me the time, energy, and desire to pursue a litany of hobbies, some of which are normal, and some of which…well, not so much. For instance, I have always had an acute fascination with the occult. Specifically, folk lore and how it interacted with and caused the diversity of our species. People the world over have told intricate myths, legends, and stories about where we come from and the world around us as a whole. That, to me, is fascinating. I’ve always been interested in that aspect of anthropology.Continue Reading