Unsettling Encounter on My Street

The scary part is that when I looped back around and looked down the street I saw him

standing on my fucking front stoop staring out at the street like the motherfucker KNEW I lived there.

He saw me ride by again but he didn't say anything. I ended up going back to the friends,

but my bike got stolen from the alleyway by the house two days later. The guy in question

was definitely not actually homeless. We have a large population of mentally ill in that area

unfortunately (downtown of a medium sized city), so if I didn't think the sidewalk was

too narrow to pass otherwise I wouldn't have disturbed him. Half the scary part was that he looked

pretty much completely normal for my area. That being said I ended up texting my mom and she made