It's a hot day, muggy as hell. I turn to the shelter of the shady trees, overlooking a small pond, reading of the ring and smoking cigarettes. I lost sight of reality and before I knew it, a cop peeled in. A couple of kids had mugged a 60 year old man then pushed him down the hill directly to my right, but, I didn't see it. The cops questioned me, but I had nothing to say so I left. 'There are other woods,' I thought. I found them. Nobody there. I walked alone, down the path, around a lake and into a clearing holding a cemetery as its centerpiece. 'Death? Ha! Too many questions.' I heard the voice of a young girl, and then I heard her scream. 'Paranormal?' I thought. As I stood waiting for more noise, I heard nothing. Walking up the hill, I saw the stone markers standing still and to my right I heard a drunken man muttering with seriousness: 'I've really done it, come here quick!" He was talking on the phone, so I turned, I walked, I heard silence, and I ran. Flying my feet in crazy arcs, running out of breath and in dire need of a cigarette, I slowed and smoked as I continued my walk. Seeing the coils of resin snaking up the white of my stoge, I thought, 'These things are going to kill me.' "Only if the crazies don't do away with you first," I argued. Then, I exhaled laughing, the cigarette was done and I started thinking, 'Shouldn't I be back in the parking lot by now?' I ran again, I ran out of breath again, and I started to sweat I took my shirt off, and the cool breeze felt good. But the bugs came, undoubtedly attracted by my scent. 'At least someone is,' I thought. Then, using my shirt as a horse would use its tail, I swatted at bugs as they came, and it worked. I sat in my car and wrote this piece of shit and I realized, 'They're all crazy, but, then again, So am I, so are we all, Humanity was never meant to seem sane.'
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