The Man of the Windows

I was having a wonderful dream in my bed and I did not want to wake up. And then, you guessed it, a weird-looking man was screaming at someone in front of my window. I have never experienced something like this in my entire 34-year life.

So, I woke up from the most comfortable sleep I’d had all month and decided to warn that stranger. But when I got to the window he was screaming at, I didn’t see him at all. How could he disappear in five seconds? He was literally right here four seconds ago! He isn’t The Flash or something—

He was right below my line of sight, hiding under the window. My mouth was hanging open so wide that my shirt was probably getting wet from drool. Anyway, I finally recovered and told the man, who looked to be about 30 or 40 years old, to stand up and get out of there.

He said he was trying to sell bagels but was too shy to do it. He then seemed to have an anxiety attack and just stared at the wall after I spoke to him. So I said, “Well, that is weird,” and shut the window in his face.

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