Statues: They're huge; some are iron, some are stone and it's something about a very human, but not humanlike figure that makes me very uncomfortable. I think it all started back when I was in my teens and my school had a class trip to a museum. I had a good time, however, that night I had a nightmare where one of the statues turned and glared at me, hopped off the platform, and chased me down the street. Is that not scary?!
In the city around my school and work--they...are...everywhere. I usually cross the street, glance over my shoulder to make sure I'm not being chased and I briskly walk by. I know that in actual reality, nothings going to happen, but mentally, it really fucks me up in the head. With that being said, there's a fountain not far from my school, and surrounding it are three Sirens. Sirens, which are mythical bird-like women set to lure men to their island by singing sweet tunes, were very evil, cannibalistic women. At this fountain, they are intertwined together in the shape of a circle, and because of wear and tear over the years, their appearances are that of rotted green and copper. And they are gigantic. I don't even walk on the same side as the fountain. During the summer months, as I speedily walk by, I watch kids as they play in the water, and climb the statues, and somewhere in the back of my mind, I imagine one of the Sirens reaching down and swallowing one of kids. Yea, a little demented, but that's where my thoughts lead me.
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