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I was heading home, minding my own business, when I got stuck at an intersection with a girl about fifteen (if that).
At first, I didn't think anything of it - I get "glued" to random strangers all the time while waiting for the roads to clear, but she kept giving me these anxious sideways glances and seemed to be in a complete hurry to get untangled from the spot.
She was carrying her backpack, so she was probably eager to get home and be done with the biggest drag of her day - been there myself, I get it.
But then, when we started heading in the same direction again, she took off like a rocket, legs in overdrive and backpack swinging wildly against her spine. I was STILL willing to chalk it up to her being a kid and wanting to switch back into "kid mode" after a whole day of classrooms and rules, but the whole thing was starting to feel incredibly odd.
Then, because my own legs are stamina factories, I caught up to her AGAIN, and this is where it got not just odd, but plain weird.
She stopped in her tracks for, like, a microsecond, then - I kid you not - she BOUNCED IN PLACE twice and reached fucking Mach I on the sidewalk - I had never seen anyone move that fast without a motorized vehicle or a fire on their ass.
And, just to sell the complete absurdity of the situation, I happen to know where she lives because we are neighbors (hence me heading in the same direction the whole time). And let me tell you: in the maybe five seconds it took me to reach the end of the street after she did, she was already inside, locked in, and likely in her room.
Man, I know younger generations tend to be mocked for extreme paranoia... but this is record-breaking.
Almost can't wait to find her again just to see what would happen next xD
At first, I didn't think anything of it - I get "glued" to random strangers all the time while waiting for the roads to clear, but she kept giving me these anxious sideways glances and seemed to be in a complete hurry to get untangled from the spot.
She was carrying her backpack, so she was probably eager to get home and be done with the biggest drag of her day - been there myself, I get it.
But then, when we started heading in the same direction again, she took off like a rocket, legs in overdrive and backpack swinging wildly against her spine. I was STILL willing to chalk it up to her being a kid and wanting to switch back into "kid mode" after a whole day of classrooms and rules, but the whole thing was starting to feel incredibly odd.
Then, because my own legs are stamina factories, I caught up to her AGAIN, and this is where it got not just odd, but plain weird.
She stopped in her tracks for, like, a microsecond, then - I kid you not - she BOUNCED IN PLACE twice and reached fucking Mach I on the sidewalk - I had never seen anyone move that fast without a motorized vehicle or a fire on their ass.
And, just to sell the complete absurdity of the situation, I happen to know where she lives because we are neighbors (hence me heading in the same direction the whole time). And let me tell you: in the maybe five seconds it took me to reach the end of the street after she did, she was already inside, locked in, and likely in her room.
Man, I know younger generations tend to be mocked for extreme paranoia... but this is record-breaking.
Almost can't wait to find her again just to see what would happen next xD
