The Warrior and The Writer

The Life of a Teenage Writer

Interesting Encounters

Since I’m actually in the world now (up until recently, I was a hermit [jk, but that statement does hold some truth]), I’ve had quite a few interesting encounters with the general public. Here are some of the most notable ones.

1. The Newsie

Now, I’m not actually sure if this guy was trying to dress like a Newsie, but he sure looked like that to me. He had this epic bag and hat and everything. I was so tempted to yell, “Hey, you sellin’ papes?” but then I thought that would be too weird so I didn’t. I regret that action.

2. The Skeleton

I was stopped at a stoplight on the way home from an educational day at college and I looked over at the car next to me. The dude in the passenger seat was wearing a skeleton mask, and it made me jump. I could tell he was cracking up cause his shoulders were shaking and he turned to look at the driver. I was like, “What the heck??” and he kept on laughing.

3. This Is Not a Driveway

So I was driving my aunt and two sisters home from my grandmother’s house and suddenly, as I was turning onto the next street, my car jolted then started to sound like a Harley Davidson. I immediately pulled over, called my dad, and popped the hood. As we were waiting for my dad to come and help us figure out what happened, this guy comes out of the building we had parked in front of. “This is not a driveway” was all he said. He blew cigarette smoke out of his mouth and looked at all of us. My aunt quickly explained that we were having car trouble and wouldn’t be able to move the car. He persisted, saying that this “is not a driveway” and that we should park somewhere else. I don’t know if he was ignoring the popped hood, but whatever. It turns out one of the spark plugs kinda jumped out of the engine and punched a dent in my car’s hood. I still drive that car, so everything’s good.

4. The Honking Man

I was driving home from campus (Again. It was actually the same stretch of road as The Skeleton. Weird.) and this dude starts honking at me. I look over in confusion and see this older man looking at me with a smile on his face and making a circular motion with his finger. I assume he wants me to roll down my window, but I wasn’t quite sure if I wanted to hear what he had to say, so I ignored him. This encounter happened three times before he turned off the road, but it left me wondering “What’s wrong??” Maybe the dude was being helpful and telling me that my tire was wonky or my break light was out or something. Or maybe he was remarking about my bumper sticker. Who knows. But I didn’t want to find out.

5. The Police

I only have one class at my high school this year. So, to save on gas and my time, I take my sister to school at 9. My class starts at 1. That leaves me with quite a lot of time on my hands. Usually I hang out at the library, which doesn’t open until 10. So I sometimes chill in my car at the shady park or go to Chick-Fil-A and buy sweet tea and hang out. This particular day, I had about 45 minutes until the library opened and I decided not to spend money at Chick-Fil-A on sweet tea and just chill in my car at the shady park until the library opened. So I locked my doors, climbed into the backseat, and read. Then the Sheriff showed up. He was just on his rounds and saw this ghetto car parked shadily (a legit word) in the park’s parking lot. And there was a teenage girl inside. Perfect shadiness. (I do admit. I was acting reaaaally suspicious.) So he walked up to me, knocked on my window, and asked if I was okay. I turned beet red and nodded. He just stared at me for a moment and hopped back in his car and rode away. I don’t think I’ll be doing that again.

Do you have any weird stories? Which one was your favorite?

6 Comments

  1. Ha, that’s so cool! Some of these definitely make you wonder “what if”? And, GO HERMITS. I mean, ahem. Go hermits. Yeah.

  2. Oh my word. The skeleton. 😂 Soooo something that would happen to me. Or maybe a clown. 😂

  3. Just splendid! <3

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