Werid Hallucinations

I was walking home from work after the late night shift at the hospital when it started to rain. Luckily I made it to the bus stop right before it started to pour heavily. As I waited I began to rock back and forth constantly, waiting for the bus to arrive. When a lamp post across the street began to flicker until it blacked out. I tried my best to ignore it so my brain wouldn't till with crazy thoughts. It was just one lamp post it wouldn't hurt anybody I told my self. It absolutely just a coincidence. To help calm myself I closed my eyes and began to hum a song. "Ashes, ashes we all fall down"? at least I think that's the way it goes. Realizing I've calmed down, I look up at the dim light post only to see a man reading the newspaper. The man doesn't even seem bothered by the lack of light emitting from the lamp post. In fact he it just tapping his shoe on the ground constantly. Never missing a beat, the tapping noise is almost as loud ad the the rain. Only it's much louder; to loud in fact it's as if he is sitting right next to me. I look at the man cautiously something it amiss. I tell for him to stop repeatedly, but he never stops. He just continues to red his newspaper in the pouring rain. I sigh an take my phone attempting drown out the man entirely, while I look at the time. As I wait I begin to list the unfortunate parts of my day so far. The bus appears to be running late, it's still raining and finally a man is reading the newspaper in the pouring rain making more noise that any person should. However I'm starting to think I'm the unfortunate one considering that I could have sworn that man was sitting in the hospital an hour ago. I must be mistaken. It's a hospital everyone goes to the hospital I suppose. No big deal probably waiting for the bus to come just like me. If that's true then why was he at my high school reunion last week serving punch. He might have just be helping I suppose that's plausible. Or I'm just crazy, yep I'm crazy. I must have been imagining him at the bar on Saturday and I definitely never saw him at my sister's baby shower. Those are just people who look alike or they could just been twins or something. Right? "I just don't understand stand, that's not the same man," I mumble it's not possible. I look up to the dim light post to see if the man is still there only to see the the light post light shining brightly as if it was never broken. I sigh and take a deep breath. Of course he was never there it was just an hallucination. After I come to this solution and calm down for the millionth time the bus arrives right on cue. I step into the bus and walk to sit in the back of the bus. As the doors close and the bus begins to motion forward. I might have to go see my therapist tomorrow. I don't remember ever having this many hallucinations since I was in high school. Which is when my parents died in a car accident the beginning of my senior year. I miss them but still these hallucinations are ridiculous. I look out the window watching the world pass out into a blur. I take out my phone to check the time, it reads 11:45 in bold letters. Hopefully I home before midnight, it's already super late. The bus is deserted and it still pouring outside, "I need to invest in an umbrella", I breathe out quietly. " If it's that important to you I can lend you mine" I hear and turn to look at the orgin of the voice looking around only to hear it again " Oh sorry, I forgot, I'm the driver see" he glances at me in the mirror and grins from ear to ear. I nod " If it's not of inconvenience" I respond back. " Of course not" he replies as he stops at my stop. I slowly walk to the front of the bus as the driver hands me his umbrella. I grab the umbrella and thank the driver for his much needed help promising to return it as soon as possible. He just stars at me a nod while I walk off the bus. I turn a look back again at the driver and nod right before the doors close, waving goodbye. I watch the bus leave, watching the windows gleam past my face. Every window seeming to say something to me. Regardless I run to my apartment and take out my key card. Sliding it through the scanner then opening the door as I close the umbrella. I give myself a good shake as I greet the doorman a head to my room. Soon unlock the door, throughing off all my wet clothes and jumping in my bed. I immediately take a deep breath and sigh. I've had the most weridest day, these illusions and such seriously getting me. I keep seeing this strange man everywhere he keeps appearing everywhere he was even sitting in the lobby when I greeted the doorman. This is driving me crazy, I might have just go see my therapist and doctor tomorrow instead of just my therapist this is getting out of hand. I suppose sleep couldn't hurt though considering I do have work tomorrow afternoon. Everything will be just fine, it alright everything will be just fine there is not man, it's just a illusion, my brain is playing tricks on me, just tricks, there is nothing to be scared of, it's just me and my cuckoo self. I rub my arms rocky myself, trying to force myself to sleep, knowing it won't work. I close my eyes as hard as I can to see if I'm dreaming, if all of this is just my subconscious playing games with me. Why is that werid man always were I am. This not real, I won't believe it, I can't.... I mumble before I finally cry myself to sleep.