I walk into the Costco,

A person right behind.

That makes sense.

They’re shopping too,

There’s just a strange feeling about you.

Walk down the isles,

Got what I was here to find.

Look over my shoulder,

They’re still right behind.

Maybe it’s a coincidence.

Maybe we’re getting the same thing to buy.

Take a left turn.

Take another.

Two more.

Maybe three.

They’re still right behind??

Why are they following me?!

“What are you doing?!”

No response.

Did they just not hear?

“Are you following me?”

They say “no.”

In fact they made it very clear.

Walk faster.

No, faster!

They’re still fairly near!

Run!

Just run!!

“Leave me alone!!”

I screamed with fear.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

The say firmly.

“I don’t believe you!”

I replied.

Actually, more like a shout.

They continue to catch up as I try to get out!!!

**gasp**

What was that?!

Shit.

That dream again.

It won’t go away.

Let’s hope that’s the last of that crap.