one time... this girl mona came to our house... and we all dropped... and kicked back having fun with our friends... chillin' and smokin' the doobage... typical tucson tuesday evening for that time in my life...

as we're sitting in the living room... mona is standing over in the dining area... and she looks at me and says...

"why are you looking at my legs? stop looking at my legs..."

and I'm all like ????

she repeats it a few times... then she says "where are you going? come back here!" she then runs upstairs calling to this person that is not there... as if she were following an apparition.

I follow her around... preventing her from jumping out the upstairs window. she runs back downstairs and heads out the front door... heading towards the busy throughfare a block up the street.

at this point... it was time for me to impose the fact that I was 4 times her physical size... so I scooped her up and brought her back inside.

she runs upstairs... then sits in the middle of one of the bedrooms... describing the faintly glowing, long haired, androgynous creature that she was following... but was now gone...

she also went into some story about how her dad promised her soul to the devil before she was born... thus opening her life to a world of trolls and faeries...

regardless of all that... whilst everybody is trying to console and reassure her... she is fixated on me...

the hypnotic shine in her eyes... she keeps saying...

"you hate me now... don't you jeremy?"

and while I actually adored this girl... I couldn't tell her that I didn't hate her... because as she focused her energy on me... I saw a sizzling electric red aura all around her... which shocked me to the core every time I saw it...

years later...

she and her family come into the restaraunt where I worked... and I end up waiting on them...

I walk up to the table... pull out my checkpad to take their order... then I look right at her and say...

"why are you looking at my legs? stop looking at my legs..."