Persecution delusions of Saha`s family part 1
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| I`ve been walking around this market for... WHAT? Good half an hour now... I mean fuck, why does this always happen? This time it`s crushed tomatoes... AND I CAN`T FIND THEM ANYWHERE! Last time it was blue cheese, before that eggs and before that it was onions and the list just goes on. AND EVERY FUCKING TIME WHEN I GO TO THE STORE THIS HAPPENS! I can almost feel the hand of security guard grabbing my shoulder cause he wants to check my backpack on the count of my suspicious behaviour. I can feel how all the other customers stare at me. It reads in their faces how they arethinking; "hey whats wrong with this guy marching around the store back and forth. AND THEN IT FINALLY HITS ME! THEY CHANGED THE PACKAGE OF CRUSHED TOMATOES! IT`S NOT CANNED ANYMORE! When I find what I`m looking for an overwhelming relief washes over me and I start to head my way to the register. |
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| All of a sudden right next to the candy shelf some little kid steps in front of me. Without any intensions of moving aside she just stands there looking me straight in the eyes. I feel my heart starts bounding harder and sweat is starting to drip
along my fore head. And the little fucker is just standing there. |
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| What the fuck is this then? I can`t even turn my head away from that gaze and my heart is racing ever harder. I am SCARED! I am scared of a fucking child! And I think to myself; "get a hold of yourself it`s just a kid not a monster, just move around her." When my feet wake from their frozen state and I intend to move, girls face twists in to the expression more suitable for a gargoyle or some japanese demon. Her pink tongue comes out between her lips as she keeps making faces to me. I panic and run out of the store. |
