Bus Stop Outside a Window

It was a dark dreary night. I stood at a bus stop i found in this dark quiet neighborhood. I had just left my girlfriend’s house at midnight. I stood there quietly looking into the dark of the streets in this place I've never been before. There was only one street light near the bus stop illuminating this dark street where I stood. There was not a single breeze in the air to blow the dark towering trees. The houses on this street all had their lights off. There was no one who seemed to be awake at this time. I stood alone in my own thoughts in the dark night, feeling truly alone and tired. I stood staring into a house’s window with the street light illuminating my reflection.

I closed my eyes briefly feeling tired of looking into my own reflection. I opened my eyes again and suddenly the window I looked into had its lights turned on. A couple was standing there in their kitchen. I wasn't close enough to see their faces clearly but I could tell they seemed happy with the way they smiled at each other and held each other in their arms. It was a warm scene, seeing two people so happy with each other. They felt something I didn't feel. I just couldn't feel happy the way they seemed to be. I kept looking, feeling so bored and alone. They were happily talking with laughter and smiles on their faces while they stood near their kitchen counter. They seemed to have the type of happiness anyone would want to feel with another person. The type of happiness with another person that makes them feel like they are truly special and important to each other. They kept talking and laughing without a care in the world and then he turned away from her to reach over the kitchen island. He had his back to her as he grabbed a flower out of the vase. The expression on the woman’s face quickly changed from a happy smile to an angry stare. I saw the her eyes dart to the knife on the counter. She quickly grabbed a knife and held it with both her hands as she drove the knife deep into his back. His lifeless upper body was laying on the counter with his face towards the window.

I should have been scared. I should have ran away but something about him drew me closer. I took some steps closer and closer till I could see his face. I looked at his face and I recognized it immediately. This wasn't just anybody. It was me. The event i just witnessed already happened. I wasn't alive. After realizing this, I could see in the corner of my eye a beaming ray that was shining from a moving light. I thought it was the bus but as I turned to look at it, the light was blinding and rapidly approaching me. Suddenly the light reached me and consumed me entirely. Every bit of darkness and negativity I felt was gone. I felt myself drift away with the light.