Yesterday I was just being lazy and wandering around for no reason. There was really nothing to do but eat and be on the computer. I sat and wandered and ate and slept... And on and on and on...yes, I was bored out of my mind. Completely and totally bored.
So I walked into the kitchen for the millionth time that day, and looked through the cabinets too, once again, find absolutely NOTHING good to eat. And so I realized that I had chips hidden somewhere in my room.
I thought on this subject for a while. Why? Because I had the time. I have way too much time in the summer. As I turned around to leave the room, yet again, I could've sworn I saw something out of the corner of my eye move. Like a shadow. But this is the kind of thing that I've become accustomed to in the past few weeks, so I did my best to ignore it. (though I ALWAYS have trouble with this and end up looking over my shoulder every three or four seconds].
As slow as I walk, it took me forever to get out of my small kitchen. So I was only at the table when I heard it.
It was a very...jeez, I don't know how to put it. The voice was whispering, but at the same time, it sounded like it was being carried by wind. But there's another issue- there was no wind.
I suppose you want to know what he said, don't you? It was nothing really, but I'm pretty sure I heard it. The voice was a bit uncertain and shocked (or surprised, if you will). He said, "...oh...Hi...Michiyo..." and then, nothing. I'm sure you'd probably laugh and say I was imagining things, but I myself was scared. Like, 'I-can't-move-and-you-can't-make-me-I'm-almost-shaking' scared.
But now I think back on it and I wonder, do you think I was imagining things?