Made it to the bus stop. Chilling.
This light-skin guy is walking past me. He stares at me hard while passing me by. I lock eyes with him. His eyes are wide open. He doesn't blink. You can tell a lot about a person's mental state by looking in their eyes. This didn't look like a meth induced wide-eyed stare. More like a psychosis. Schizophrenia, maybe.
He walks to the other side of the bus stop. I don't think much of it, but something tells me to keep my eye on him. He's mostly out of sight, not paying attention to me. I chill out and chalk it up as someone who lacks, or doesn't care about, social norms (which ironically is the norm here).
Bus is late cuz of high traffic. I decide to walk home with my groceries. There's a 10 min gap between bus stops where there are no people and very little light, besides the cars that were driving by. While I am walking away from the bus stop, something tells me to check behind me. It's that same guy walking behind me. There's barely any light on him showing his face.
I IMMEDIATELY get off the sidewalk to let him pass me. He doesn't. He just stops and stares at me with unblinking and wide eyes. There is a visible look of anger on his face. I ask him if he's alright, cuz what the fuck else was I gonna do? Prob not the best move, but I was on high alert and trying to say/do anything to break the tension.
The guy is offended that I got off the sidewalk and verbally questions me, still deadpan angry. I just tell him I didn't say anything to him and I'm just trying to walk. He gives an angry "aight bet, we'll see about that" nod and keeps walking. I wait until there's a large gap between us before I start walking again.
Then, this motherfucker decides to turn around and walk BACK IN MY DIRECTION.
I just decide to make a full backtrack to the bus stop, where there was plenty of light and people. I look behind me once I make it to the bus stop and this guy is nowhere to be found. Just disappeared like a fucking ghost.
I must have been visibly shook to my core (I was), because the guy next to me asked me if I was okay. I didn't realize it, but I was jaw clenching, moving a lot in one place, and constantly scanning the area. I told him yeah.
The crazy guy didn't get on the bus. He wasn't even at any of the bus stops along the route. Just vanished. Fucking weird, man.
I have lived in a big city for around 5 years. People like to claim they are crazy, but very few actually are. Not even a majority of the homeless here are crazy, unless they are tweaked out of their minds. There are extremely rare moments where a person you meet is legitimately missing a few screws. And this was one of them. Every single red-flag went off in my brain and gut simultaneously.
I'm not the type to scare easily. Can't afford to be in the city. But this motherfucker spooked the shit out of me. My subconscious instantly knew to take this guy as a serious threat.
I'm home now. It's been about an hour since it happened. I've calmed down. Need to check my blood pressure in a bit. But it's been on my mind, and I needed to share it with someone.
Thanks for being that someone.
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