The old man

Date: 2/25/2018

By Beatrice Wielich

I was walking Bitch and Botch home and I remember being worried that someone was following me. I look back and I notice a first person following us. As he acknowledges I was looking at him he freezes and changes direction. We were in a road similar to viale Adriatico, then we got to a place existing only in my dreams which looks a bit like Don Bosco Middle School and a little bit like some stairs I always dream of there are in Montesacro, but different. We'd been there recently, I remember this was the second time that we passed by in the dream and I remembered Botch mentioning she lived near there so that's why I took her there. Bitch was complaining that I chose the longer path. An old guy curled up near my leg and I shouted "help" he got up and tried to calm me down, showed me he was just picking something off the ground and then he wrapped his arms around my throat. Bitch and Botch had left but I managed to take him up on my shoulder and I started talking to him until I reached them. I told him that he should not do such things, that I'd forgive and just let him go, that I'd carry him to the next bench and that I'd leave him there and so I did. I asked him if he'd learnt the lesson and he answered that he had. But as soon as I walk away, there he goes again grabbing onto me. I screamed and people came, they carried him away. I still had to walk Bitch and Botch home and people wouldn't stop harassing me. I had to come back home alone once I walked both of them home, and the sun was already going down.