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The Shadow I See


Driving back home is the nicest feeling after a long stressful day. I have been taking that same underpass for as long as I remember and nothing seems to have changed there. Its the same mosaic artwork of fountains, the same waves and trees and me at the same speed taking the turn.

The radio is playing some romantic number if its a week day and there's crazy DJ remixing going on if its the weekend. Day after day; whether night or afternoon nothing on this road changed.

But one night something changed...I saw something...I saw someone...I felt I saw some black shadows walking in great grief and pain.

I ignored everything and continued with my routine and decided to never think of it again. Few days passed and I was driving back home during the day time; comes the curve on underpass I see those black shadows again.

Now, I am a bit anxious. I don't know what to think anymore. I decided this time I will confront. I will drive really slow and I will look in the direction of that shadow I see. Next day I did the same. I drove really really slow and tried to find the person behind the shadow but there was no one...

I convinced myself  that its my imagination which is trying its luck with me.

Few days passed and then few weeks. I did not see anything. I was happy and relaxed. I started enjoying my radio station again.

But it did not stop and after few months it happened again. I realized what I see. I feel I see the shadows of workers. Walking from one end to the other of this underpass. Whenever I see them I feel bad as I know these are the souls of the poor workers who gave their life to build this city. And now their soul is wandering on the streets not knowing where to go...

Its a scary thought for many but I do believe this is what I see. I cannot do anything about it. I just have to live with the fact that I see something that others do not see. I feel something which makes my heart and my emotions weak. I got so used to it that now this does not affect me and I continue to drive the same way as I used to.

Did you ever encounter anything..?

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