Do Not Stare at Me

By: Linna Amanda

I like being alone, so I often sit in a cafe or library and read by myself. One day, I decided to try a new cafe downtown and brought my book as usual. There weren’t many people when i came in the morning, so I thought it would be nice to stay there for a while. I didn’t pay much attention to the cafe, but it looked clearly new and fresh. Because I don’t like being notice by people I just quickly chose the nearest table, and ordered a cup of coffe and a cheese cake.

When my orders came, somehow I started to feel uncomfortable. From the corner of my right eye, I could feel that someone was staring at me, but because I was afraid that it would be someone that i knew and too shy to talk anyway, so I just ignored it and tried to focus on the book. But, sometime in a while my eyes just caught that someone, and I still felt disturbed.

Then, I gathered all my guts, and turned my head to my right side to that someone. Apparently, there was a wide mirror on my right side, and that someone was only me, my own reflection.

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