Believe It or Not 

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I think I should have a section of these that tell a little bit about my life.  It is to not to say they didn’t before but really there is so much more that occurs than me sleeping well maybe not I do sleep a lot, today was no exception.  After I had my afternoon nap I decided to enjoy the outside world eat some dinner, do some holiday stuff and the like.  

I end up going to this place that served an loaded bagel sandwich and grits once so I had to go back and try something else on the menu.  I ended up getting the corned beef hash, with home fries steamed vegetables and apple juice.  I was right at the counter able to watch all what the cooks were doing.  The food was tasty just like home cooking.  

At one point I heard the cook say something about death and didn’t think much of it until a few minutes later all of a sudden I heard and saw people looking outside.  There started to be lots of people gathering.  Then the fire trucks and police cars and something about a pile of blood and a woman on the train.  I asked specifically but they wouldn’t tell me, kinda shrugged and tried to go about their business as I tried to stomach the last bites I had.  If I hadn’t been so hungry to begin with I probably would have pushed my plate but my body was fighting hunger and disgust all at same time. 

Soon I finished and needed out of there, I was headed to 5:30 mass anyways but now I really wanted to go.  Now I knew I wouldn’t get on the train there so I walked to the next train station on my way I looked at the scene there was a red blotch on the street and a blue and yellow striped tennis shoe.  As I walked further I over heard three teenage girls one saying something very close to, she was stuck on the train, what else could she do?  Again not resonating well with me.  So then I decided to take a cab because I knew the bus would be in traffic as a result. 

Once I got to yet another train station I saw two pigeons.  They were on the train tracks walking.  One on the rail and the other one jumping from wood board to wood board.  When the train making lots of noise came they didn’t move until the train was within a few feet did they finally flew freely away. 

Now I am not sure if the two are connected but whether it is interesting or horrid, it was not expected that is for definite.  The unusually unexplainable events have occurred more than I would like in my life and unfortunately don’t seem to be winding down. So my readers in the past I would put this into a poem but today I thought I would write it out maybe it will solve some puzzles out there or at least that I have, until then be well.

-Jennie Nawrocki 

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