What personality trait in people raises a red flag with you?
Red flags in people causing me to retreat or tippy-toe out the door or across the street, or run away, their eyes…their face…their face with eyes. Their PERSONA!
Some personality traits will also be the way they TALK! – Some of the things they say cause me to heat up like I’m the red flag and all I can do is to calmly, wisely present myself in a fashion of unawareness before I leave. Then I talk my own head off to myself in hopes they don’t notice, or follow or anything. <>>> DOESN’T ALWAYS WORK THOUGH, freaking piss!
Let me tell you, one time at my mother’s home, one of my brothers was there with an actual KILLER. And I promise you, with everything in me, while we were playing cards, my brother introduced him to us.
Just his first appearance my red flag started waving. He had those eyes that kind of look right though you, his WHOLE PERSONA was wrong, I said nothing while being introduced, just raised my brows nodding. Maybe that’s what made him sit next to me.
But now let me tell you how safe I felt asking him Anything I wanted. 🤣 My MOTHER was at the table, she’s the one wanting to play cards…one wrong move from the guy towards me, my HERO MOM would’ve been on top of the guy. Bahahaha he would not have stood a chance, let alone the siblings’ attending the card game, the guy would have been toast. ☺️ some of my siblings LOVE starting a good fight. <>>>I hate any kind of violence what so ever. As the matter of fact I can not help myself but to stop it.<>>>? Don’t ask.
Anyway just his eyes and his persona and the safety I had all around me, caused me to react to this person in my mother’s home and with my brother’s.
Question 1. How’d you meet my brothers? The bar. 2. Oh, you live in Finch? No. I’m from out of town. 3. What, Chrysler, Berwick, Moosecreek, whatever else is around here? I came from TORONTO. 4. Toronto, what made you come all the way down here? I just needed some place to go.
Yeah now here we go…my siblings are now laughing, him too, asking me why am I asking him all these questions? Just play cards man and have fun. But question 5 had to be said my me. I didn’t give a shit, the guy was causing my skin to radiate or something? I had to ask…oh bother…are you a killer! I laughed loud! Everyone laughed even him, but he looked at me in silence for seconds first then said YES. Odd how my siblings found it all so funny telling me to stop teasing the guy like it was all a big joke. But inside I knew, and he looked at me from time to time like he knew I knew.
It was not long after that people were being robbed & killed around our little town. Then one day as I coming home from the bus stop and my children were just home from school, a strange car pulled into my driveway? Of course l started to run just in case it was someone I knew not wanting them to leave, but the closer I got, look who it was, that guy! My gut started eating me up inside but I had no time for that shit. My children.
I was probably 60 feet from him in my driveway and I started yelling with everything in me. What the hell are you doing here! Don’t get the shit out of that car! Does my brother know you’re here? How do you even know where I live?
He saw my EYES and maybe something else, he did not get out of the car, he only said, “I’m looking for Billy. He said to meet him here.” That was two wheel-barrels full of crap! My brother never comes to my home, we always see each other at moms’ house.
Shit wouldn’t you know it…me and my loudness brought my girls out. How did I know? I followed his eyes, prompting me to growl…GET THE JESUS OUT OF HERE NOW! I dropped my bags killing him with my, eyes, then I growled, I’m calling Billy right now. He left right away and I went in. Yes I called my brother. A month later he was in prison.
Lol nothing to do with me. Another elderly couple were stripped naked, tied up and left for dead in the dead of winter with the door wide opened just like the old man from outside the Finch area.
I don’t dare say his name, I have this Phobia lol. My brother is not Billy 🤷♀️ but I needed a name. So…What do you look like?
An Extremely True Story
The End
Oh wait a minute…something tells me I always get these prompts wrong or wonder way off track. But when you look at me with your eyes, your face and eyes…
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