Monday, 25 November 2013
Lost in Barking
I was wandering around the Essex town of Barking. It was night time but the shops were all open. Having grown up in Barking and Dagenham, I was confident I knew my way around.
I needed to go to the Boots store and headed off in that direction. I became very upset when the store wasn't where I remembered it.
In fact nothing was where it used to be and I didn't recognise anything.
I kept walking and ended up out of the town centre through a housing estate.
Ahead of me I saw a small scruffy mongrel dog. He wagged his tail and ran to a front door of a house.
I knocked on the door and a female opened it. Clearly the dog was hers as it was very happy to see her. She thanked me and as I walked away I could see her laughing at me.
I looked down at my attire and saw that I was wearing my tiger onesie.
I smiled to myself and walked off into the darkness.
Posted by Max Walsh
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