He was odd. Odder than anything that I had ever faced. He was that one thing in your mind that you live forward to seeing. He's that one thing that's the strangest thing that you could ever encounty. That thing that boggles your mind. Stays in it. Because you have to think it over, and over. Never finding the time to do anything else. I always hated that feeling. Thinking but not doing anything. You mind dwells on it so long. You completly lose track of the time and before you know your mind is lost in thought.
I heard him get up. Take a deep sigh and then walk over to something that I did not see. I took a quick glance. Was a vehicle. Really rusty at that and a odd shade of green. That color really stuck to him. It described him well.
After I turned back though I felt as if I died right then and there.
It was that same white. And that same black. I was half and half. I was black on the white. And white on the black. It was odd. Then there was green. Far away. A speck of green. That same green as the vehicle that was owned by him.
I didn't so much as want to get to know him so I didn't use his name.
But it was driving towards me fast. Head on, I it's fixed target. I heard the sound of a vehicle heading towards me from behind.
Deer in headlights.
If you've ever woken up to a very bright light about 5 inches from your face. Then you would be experiencing what I had. Along with a car horn belonging to "him" and that stupid green shaded van of his.
I had flown up from the ground and almost smacked in the head by the van but somehow managed to stop myself. It was odd. Waking up like that.
I stood up and heard his voice.
"Goooooooood morning."
I closed my eyes. "Why...did you have to honk the horn."
"Well...I didn't think you were going to be getting up anytime soon. So I thought to wake you with...a nice loud...long lasting noise." He smiled.
I glared at him. "You...are cruel and evil, and where do you have to go that you have to wake me up when...the sun isn't even up?"
He looked around turning his headlights off. He walked over to me as I looked up at him. He looked over my head. "If you don't know. There's a city yonder. And I'm quite hungry for something that isn't fish. And you look as if you haven't eaten for...well...quite some time."
I turned around. "A city...big buildings...cars...rich looking houses..."
"You make it seem as if you've never been out of your little village. Like you're the most deprived child."
I looked at him. "I haven't."
"You've...never...been out of your village...town...area?"
"No."
"Why not."
"Never found the time...or a reason."
He bent down and looked at me. I stepped back.
"You never had a reason to venture out." he got closer. I felt incredibly uncomfortable.
"Not even to see what new things were out there...like the things you just said. You never thought they were reason enough?"
"No...why should I?" I back up again.
He stood up. "The world...is a very odd thing. Filled with odd things."
I looked at him as he picked up blankets off the ground and throw them into his van. Then he looked at me. "You yourself..are one of them."