1:02pm
It was a sunny autumn day. I wrapped my jacket around me as the crisp breeze blew into my face. I was taking a walk through a large park near my house. I had a big history test coming up that I didn’t feel like studying for, so naturally, I found something else to do. I looked at the small, recently frozen creek that ran under the brilliant fall colors. The gravel and fallen leaves crunched under my tennis shoes as I rounded a corner. My ear buds were in, and some strange 60’s or 70’s song came on. I continued my walk; only half aware of what was going on around me. Suddenly, The song skipped back 30 seconds.
“Huh, that was strange…” I thought to myself.
Then I realized that I was back at that same corner again. Was I experiencing déjà vu? I shrugged it off, and continued my walk, but then the song jumped back again. Something was off. I quickened my pace this time. Maybe my brain was a bit fried after studying. No, that couldn’t be it; I was putting off studying right now. I advanced around the corner, and there was that same tune repeating in my ears. This song was starting to get irritating. I checked my phone to see what was playing. What is “The Chain,” and how did this song even end up on my phone? I stopped the music and took out my ear buds. Suddenly, I remembered my real problem. It appeared that I was stuck in time, and I could not advance any further on my walk. I noticed that time hadn’t changed on my watch. It had been 1:02 pm for (what felt like) five minutes now. Slightly panicked (well, more like extremely panicked), I started to run around that cursed corner.
Again and again I found myself being brought back to where I had just been. I knew I should have just stayed and studied for history. Was this some sort of cruel punishment for procrastination? Maybe if I changed what I was doing, I could figure out why I was trapped. I took a minute to catch my breath. Considering the fact that I only ran a couple yards over and over, I shouldn’t have been so out of breath. I needed to get in shape, but I put that off for another time. I walked slowly, and I was careful to take everything in. It wasn’t until then that I noticed another person walking by in the opposite direction. They had their hands tightly tucked in their black sweatshirt pocket, and their hood was pulled over their head. I stopped and looked at this previously unnoticed stranger. As they passed and left my sight, I found myself back again at they same spot I knew quite well now. So the stranger must have something to do with why I was stuck at 1:02 pm.
This time as I rounded the corner, I casually said hi to this stranger. She looked up, and we made eye contact. I softly smiled at her. She had tear stains on her cheeks, and bloodshot eyes. She was definitely older than me, but still probably in her 20’s. She smiled, and her whole face lit up (metaphorically speaking). We both continued our separate ways. Human interaction has never been one of my favorites, but it looked like she needed that. I cautiously walked forward. I check my watch, and it now read 1:03.
“Thank goodness!” I sighed under my breath.
I continued my stroll through the park. The trees were beautiful, and this section of the creek wasn’t quite frozen. Maybe I was stuck in time because that lady needed just a simple smile, or a reassurance that she isn’t alone. Even if I was wrong about this lady, I still made sure to smile at any passerby that I made eye contact with. You never know how it may affect them.
