"Taylor?"
"Taylor?"
"Taylor?"
"TAYLOR!"
"What?" I said in a confused voice. Rubbing my eyes. "Were you not paying attention? Never mind. You are working the counter today." The feminine's voice said. As  snap out of my daze I find that Ash was the feminine voice. Ash let out a huff and left in the back of the restaurant.

We have been working at "Cafe name" for a while now. I have always wanted to open my own little cafe. When I was younger my Mother had a cafe. Until there was a robbery and she was killed. My dad has to sell the cafe just to pay for her funeral, eventually having to pick up multiple jobs to keep everything stable.

Ashley wanted to finish paying her college debts. She always has a hard time getting enough money for the minimal. So I help her as much as I can. Eventually looking for two jobs.

After a few hours into my shift a women comes up to the counter. They had long dark hair that was draped in their face. As they pushed the hair out of their eyes, an off settling feeling washed over me. The women in front of me looked off with a nose that looked like it has been broken multiple times, her eyes looked dark, almost like a blackish color.

Even though I felt a unsettling aura around her I pulled a fake smile on my face and asked her " How may I help you today ma'am?" As I said I saw her lips curve into a large smirk before quickly fading. "Yes, umm I was wondering if you could help me find *place*?" "Just take a left and head two blocks down. You should find it on the left right by the drug store." As I said this she gave me a lopsided smile before walking out of the cafe.

After that encounter I couldn't shake this uneasy feeling that lingered in the air, and a heavy amount of {prrinode} plagued the air. Why is this a {reaccoring} feeling haunt me? As I did nothing but start to suffer a great amount to damage my ideas and feeling of security. Where can I find my sanctuary? No where I supposed.

At last the rest of my shift dragged on. With my uneasy feelings haunting me. What shall I do? Shall I rollover and play dead or fight these feelings head on? Suddenly I hear a tick, as it pulled me out of my thoughts I snap my eyes towards the ticking clock. It's 3 already? I guess time dose fly. Sometimes anyway. As I cleaned the counters I put my apron upon the hook by the door before exiting.

The sky was still clear but instead of the bright baby blue it was earlier it seemed a few shades darker. I frowned at the thought of it. As I take a deep breath I head back to the house. Today was Ashley's late day, she would be working a full shift as usual. Usually she takes full shift so she could save her money that way. She said it was easier for her so she usually works from open to close.

She works so hard yet she gets nothing. And all I can do is just give her a couple extra dollars that I just had on me. Nothing could ever make this world right, even if we fixed the bugs.