Passerby/Just One Drop

Passerby

A few years ago, I woke up and the first thing on my mind was to take a piss. I felt rather groggy that morning as I got up on a beautiful morning and walked to the bathroom. The air smelt stale like... bread that's been out a tad too long. It wasn't very far, still I stumbled my way towards it putting my hand on the yellow and white two-toned wall to keep from falling over and opened the door. While I was relieving myself however, I noticed something strange on the white doorframe.

It looked like a mold. It was an amorphous blob on the wall and I wondered what it was. I finished washing my hands and just looked at it. It was dark green with a thick, uneven surface and hair like strands coming out of it.

I looked from afar as I felt freaked out by this and I slipped through the door to avoid it. I wanted to show mother, but she was still asleep; she values her sleep you know. So I waited several hours before she got up and I took her hand to show her.

There was nothing there. No trace of it ever having been there and I was left bewildered. I wasn't known for my overactive imagination so mom didn't know what to think. I completely forget what she said. I haven't seen it since. By the way, it wasn't there the night before either. Honestly, looking back on it now, I still have no idea what it was.

Just One Drop

I had the flu one time when I was younger. I had already spent two weeks with it and I was getting tired of it. I wanted to be back in school again, I wanted to see my friends but I couldn't, I wasn't allowed out of the house.

So I'm just there, nose and eyes dripping like faucets, trying to keep the fluids at bay while my body ached and feeling like there was a construction zone in my head. So I constantly blow my nose to relieve the pressure but for the most part, it didn't work.

I'm fed up with feeling like this and I lose my stubbornness. I let myself cry before I go to sleep. I don't even bother wiping the tears off my face so I just let it dry there. I have a good night's sleep.

The next day I wake up and I feel completely fine, as if I never was sick. No stuffiness, no aches and pains, and no dripping like a faucet. I finally let the tears flow and I'm not sick at all the next day. I'm thinking it may be coincidence, but who knows.