Feelings of Gulit

 She was standing at the train station, leaning casually against a wall.

I stood in front of her and took her in my arms. "I have to go…"

"Yes ..." she replied.

We kissed briefly.

Then I left just thinking about cheating on my girlfriend again. "The girl doesn't even know that I have a girlfriend," I said to myself in a low voice.

I heard music and waited for the train, got on and felt empty. A man spoke to me on the train:

"Is there a free place here?"

"Have a seat," I said dryly and was about to put my headphones back in my ear when he said:

"The little one at the train station was really cute!"

"Please?"

"I saw you"

"And?"

"How long have you been together?"

"Not at all", I put my headphones in my ear after all, because I didn't feel like talking to a stranger about my private matters. He took it and was silent.

He got off at the fifth stop and I was alone again. I stretched my legs contentedly and lost my thoughts.

When I got off the train I wanted to throw up: the fair is in town.

I remembered that I had a date with my girlfriend, so I had to go through the hype.

She likes that and whenever I say something against it, I'm a bad guy, so I kept quiet.

 

"Walk in, you haven't seen anything like this before ...!"

"Profits, Profits, Profits ..."

"The ride of a lifetime ..."

As a child I always looked forward to this fifth season of the year, but today everything seems different. I bumped into a fat, sweaty man who was looking under the skirt of a girl in a chair carousel. He looked at me grimly and wanted to say something, but was distracted again by the happy screaming of a little girl in the carousel.

I went on and passed a lottery booth and tried my luck. From 25 lots 19 rivets. I won a little whistle and threw it away.

My way led me to a free-fall carousel. A person died here last year and there are still at least 50 people in line. Forgetting is capitalized today.

I ate a chocolate banana and looked at the water slide. It was raining and still she drove and people also paid to get wet. Seemed a bit paradoxical, but when they were having fun ...

 

I sat down in one of the party tents and drank a cold beer. Here politics and unemployment seemed unimportant. Generation after generation danced, laughed and drank. After a while a man sat down, thinking to me in his early forties, and said whether I didn't love this festival too. I recognized the sweaty fat man and was just about to ask him about his preference for the chain carousel when I recognized my friend Jenny standing at the exit of the tent waving and went to her.

 

"Well, are you already enjoying the hype?" She asked with a smile.

I was silent and completely in my thoughts.

"Oh, don't be in a bad mood!" She took my arm and we walked across the fairground. "Look, a fortune teller, it would be funny ..." she said.

I swallowed my objections and biting comments and replied, “Yes, let's go inside. I'll pay. ”She smiled and kissed me on the cheek.

We sat in a small room that was full of cheesy junk.

My friend was prophesied of success at work and in love, but of course she still has some difficulties to overcome.

She looked at me satisfied. "All right, thank you ..." I wanted to get up.

"Not so fast," the fortune teller whispered, barely audible, "I would also like to take a look into your future."

She took my hand and looked at it in silence for a long time. "I see hatred and lies ...", she was silent.

"I can't predict your future for you ..."

I interrupted her with a laugh, "Oh, you mean? You can't predict the future of anyone! "

My friend looked at me worried and annoyed at my comment.

"I can't predict your future because you don't have one, you will die soon," the old lady whispered even more softly and shook her head.

“I hear that from my mother every day and I don't have to pay six euros for it.” I laughed and got up. My girlfriend followed me.

"Don't you worry about what the lady said?", She began the conversation after a long silence.

"Oh nonsense, as if you will have success in love and profession," I joked.

"I mean what she said to you, stupid." She smiled a little.

"No, let's just forget about it." I hugged her.

 

 

We went on and I saw a shooting range and wanted to shoot Jenny a rose to give her other thoughts.

Suddenly I saw the man from the train standing next to me, armed with a shotgun. He aimed at my left leg and pulled the trigger. I heard my bones crack and felt indescribable pain as I collapsed. It all seemed to be going so quickly. People screamed and ran around in confusion. He stepped closer and spoke in a cold voice: "You cheated and lied to your girlfriend and you will now pay for it."

 

He aimed at my head and -

 

"Marc, what have you got?" My friend looked at me questioningly.

I stood in front of the shooting range and was wet with sweat and needed a moment to get along. "Nothing, I just think I won't be able to shoot you a rose, I'm not good at it." I lied to her.

"Oh no," she smiled and took my hand.

We kept walking and I was still completely confused from my daydream. I tried to suppress it. I really wanted to go on the roller coaster with Jenny. This time she came with me to love. We sat down and the hangers went down. The journey started at a breakneck pace and you could only hear the shouts of joy from the passengers.

Suddenly, just before the first loop, my handle opened and we drove into it. I screamed and tried to hold on, but to no avail. I fell headlong off the track and screamed in fear of death.

 

"Marc, get up, we have to get out." Urged my friend. I was completely dazed and confused.

“What a ride!” She was absolutely delighted.

What is wrong with me? Why do I have visions of death?

Before I had collected myself completely, she called: "Look, a ghost train."

I did her a favour.

So we sat in a wagon and were ready to shudder a little.

As we drove off, I looked at her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

A few seconds later, I saw the man from the train again. He was sitting exactly where Jenny was just sitting, only this time his face was completely disfigured. His skin was clinging to his skull in tatters and blood was running out of his eyes. Our car stopped and he took an ax and got up. I was paralyzed. He stood in front of the front of the little car and took his ax back and said: “You have wasted your life!” And then he struck. -

 

"You're shaking," laughed Jenny. “They're just rubber spiders and stuff.” I came to myself and grabbed my neck. Everything was in order. "Phew, I have to get out of here," I managed to breathe heavily. “You did it. Well, you're a hero to me, ”she teased.

 

I hardly noticed them anymore. Outside I saw the man everywhere.

He sat in the ferris wheel, in the water slide, sold cotton candy and drove the chain carousel.

"What do you want from me ?!" I yelled.

"Marc, what's wrong with you?" I heard someone call out. I turned around and saw Jenny slowly transforming into the strange man again.

The man came slowly towards me.

"No go away! Get out of here! ”I screeched.

"Marc, come to you, it's just me, Jenny!" Shouted the man.

I turned and ran. I had to get out of here! As I ran across the street, I looked to the right into the headlights of a bus speeding towards me.

“Take care of Marc! NO!" -

 

“Oh look honey, a fortune teller,” Charlotte said to her boyfriend.

"Oh, they always only tell you what you want to hear anyway."

"Don't you think she can tell us when we're going to die or something?"

"They don't say something like that, that would be far too dangerous ..."

"Oh come on, let's go in," says Charlotte, pulling her boyfriend's hand.