Haunting

I was standing in a line that wasn't moving an inch. I'm waiting to get my free ice cream at an ice cream parlor near my house. Suddenly, a car pulls up behind me with music wailing though the speakers loudly rocking the car back and forth. The passenger opens his door and gets out singing along to Rock Star. I sighed as I looked to see who it was. Crap, it was my ex boyfriend in his longer curly blond hair. I turned around quickly and hoped he didn't see me. If he did, that might be the last time I ever go to this parlor.

I looked at the line ahead of me, and saw that the doors were open. I wonder how the ice cream's going to be fairing with the heat of the summer sun in the middle of August. Plus, my anger that my ex is here. I looked behind me; he looked at me and saw my face. Disgusted, I look away and try to think of a better way to solve this problem. 

The sun's heat is baking me during my wait for my ice cream. Just great. My ex boyfriend is behind me, trying to get my attention. My only wish is that the line would start to move, and that the sun would be gone so that I can safely sneak away and hide in my car. Or drive off to some place. Either one. But none of my wishes came true. A couple of people gave up and walked away behind me, and my ex started coming towards me. 

Finally, he was right behind me. He taps my should and asks, "Miranda? Is that you?" I try to ignore him. Facing him would not be that bright. Or so I thought. He taps my shoulder again. Damn, he can really be annoying. "Miranda?" 

Please quit, I begged, prayed, and thought. Anyone but you. But that's how my day had gone, anything but right. 

I woke up suddenly, looking around my room. I uncovered myself from the sheets and got out. Guess who was sleeping on the other side. That's right, him. My ex is sleeping on my bed. I ran away quickly. I opened the door of my appartment, and found my ex standing in the doorway. 

I push past him and run to my car, but see him sitting in the passenger seat. I run past my car and go to Starbucks. He's there. I run out the door before even ordering. 

I run to McDonald's to get a cup of coffee there. He's there. 

"STOP RUINING ME!" I scream aloud. 

I wake up, in my bed. I look beside me, and see it empty. I sigh a relieved sigh and got up to go to the restroom to fix my hair. I saw that the shower was on, and opened the curtain and saw...