Making Judgement

16th year of the 3rd millennium. Welcome, amigo!!!

Well,well,well... I bet you guys already waiting for this upcoming story...

We, people really love to judge others. Sometimes, we judge because we are envy, jealous, happy, sad or afraid. This is us. Human.

I also have this illness called Judgmental Disorder.

Once upon a while,,,

I was on a subway headed home when an old man come in and sit in front of me. He wore a long black coat with a hat. I smiled but he looked at me like I'm The Wanted. The atmosphere felt so uncomfortable in a weird way. 

When the old man adjusted his hat, I noticed her scarred face. Like a nightmare, I felt insecure and scared. Looking around and realized that the subway was full with emptied seats. Why this 'Grim Reaper' wanna seat near me? What if he has bad intentions? 

There were two women around 30's and a man in 20's who was in hibernation. I decided to move near their seats when the women stood up. The subway had stopped and this was far away from my stop. Oh, no! Panic attacked me and I was really afraid. As the women went out, a group of three big guys entered the subway. What a lucky night! I am the prey now. 

My brilliant little mind started to make assumptions. What if, what if, and what if...

Seriously, I did not know how or what to do. I looked at the old man and saw his eyes on me. Tears formed in my eyes. I don't want to be home late again,,huhu. God, please help me! 

One of the big guys saw me and instructed his friends to go near me. Do you ever feel like going into a haunted house and you don't know where are the ghosts going to appear? This is what I feel right now. 

"Hello, pretty girl. Alone tonight?". I started to cry. This was when I saw the old man smirk and I was full with anger as I knew, the old man must be one of them. A plan, right? I wanted to scream with hatred but the fear cannot be avoid. "Wanna join us? We are going to a great party tonight."

A tattooed guy tried to touch my hand when a sudden punch hit him on the cheek. Not only me, but the big guys also surprised. "May I join the party?", said the old man. Out of sudden, someone pull me up and shocked to see the 'hibernate' man was armed. Two other armed man entered our coach. I was so puzzled and soon realized that the big guys were the Grim Reapers.

However, the most tragic truth is the old man whose face full with scars is one of the retire soldiers who fought for our country. He is the one who make a report about the Grim Reapers, a group of man that did kidnapped people and sold them.

Remember: Don't judge people before you're truly know them. The truth might surprised you.