The Knife

As I type this there is a man outside of my house. "What is he doing you might ask?" This elderly man is sitting on top of a green recycle bin that the Florida Municipal Waste Company gave my family. This man has been other there for an hour or so. At first he was just sitting and whittling on some wood. He then moved the recycle bin he was sitting on further away from where he originally was. Now he is just sitting out by the street. By the looks of it he can quite possibly be waiting for something. But what? Maybe for me to go out and retrieve the recycle bin and stab me? Or could he be homeless and want some change when I venture outside? It could quite possibly be that he intends to steal the recycle bin. This is all uncertain. Just a second ago I got up to go take a gander at the man on the recycle bin to find that he has disappeared. He did not take the recycle bin with him either. Where did he go? Is he still there with a cloaking device waiting for me? Did he walk down the road to sit on other recycle bins? Or was he actually a mutant and had some abnormal way of leaving the spot he was at? The world may never know. I took a picture of the Recycle Bin Man for your viewing pleasure. Also above was the state I was in. That state was FEAR!