'I need to reduce my dosage. I think I'm overdoing it a bit. I'm starting to see things, places and people I don't know. I don't think it's from memory either, they feel real…just please, help me.'I heard the man at the counter plead repeatedly. I grew worried but maintained my space. I wondered what medicine had the side effect of hallucinations but I overlooked it. Still waiting for my appointment, I went to the restroom but on my way out I saw the man seated far away. I talked to ask if he was well but his shocked face seeing me made me uneasy.
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"…because it's bothering me"
On my way to my date with Zahiry, I stop at the bank. I head to the ATM for some cash as well. Coming out of the bank, the cold snow air hits my face reminding me I left my coat in the car. I carefully walk swiftly for warmth and arrive at the café in 10 minutes. 'Hey Iry, I'm so sorry, so sorry', I said as I walked towards him seated at a table. 'It's okay, I'm just glad you're here now', he said. He said, 'You look great Cel, hope the drive wasn't too bad. It's getting crazy out there'. 'Aw, thank you! You look good too, I love this look. The drive was not as bad as it just got but at least I'm here', I said. We order some sandwiches and hot coffee for two. He asks, 'How's your day going?' I said, 'It's going well actually. Did lesser work today, so that's always a plus but I also went shopping for new sweaters and finally, I went to the bank. How's your's?'
By Merritt Xavier3 years ago in Fiction
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