A story about nothing
Hey everyone, I am writing this post for the new subject of the Hive Learners community. Maybe you're wondering: Stekene, what is this title about? Well, I'll try to explain it through a story. I often write more articles with an informational touch so no idea if 'story-writing' will be fine. But if we don't try something, we'll never know it.
19 January 2003
It was 19 january 2003, at that time I was still a child without much sorrows. It was one of the days that the youth movement of which I was a member organized an afternoon with activities. After playing a whole afternoon of games, we ate some dinner in the evening together. It wasn't anything fancy: some fries with fried meat. Not healthy at all but rather easy and all children loved it. When we finished the meal, it was already dark outside as it was in the middle of the winter and the days are shorter at those times.
I gathered together my belongings and took my bike to bike home. Normally I had a friend who used to live in the same street as me at the time, but he was ill that day so I had to bike home alone. Not really a problem as it was about 10minutes of biking and I had done it already several days. I said goodbye to the animators and started my 'small' journey. Between the youth movement and my home, was a railway station. Or better said, used to be a railway station. Nowadays the railway is a bike road and the old station is functioning as a community centre which you can hire very cheap. When I approached the railway station, I suddenly had the feeling someone was following me. I kept looking over my shoulder to see id there was someone. I couldn't see anyone but as it was already dark, I didn't trust it at all. I started to speed up my biking to get home faster. I kept looking behind me as I couldn't get rid of the feeling someone was chasing me. It was peobably the fastest time I got home ever. When I reached my house, I placed my bike inside very fast and locked the door. I made it safely home, although my heart was still beating like never before.
Was there someone chasing me?
Probably not, I live in a very safe neighborhood so chanches are really small. You never know ofcourse but I don't think it was a real threat. I think it's really strange how human brains work. Like what did caused my head to think I was in such a danger and I became so terrified? I truely have no idea and so it stayed a mistery and will stay a mistery for eternity.
Thank you for reading my story about nothing! I am wondering if you experienced similar events as well? Please feel free to let me know so in the comments!