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The Cloud Is Following Me.

I have tried ignoring the cloud that follows me wherever I go. I enter a building the cloud does not move. I leave the building the cloud follows me. No it is not my imagination I wish it were, I could do something about it.

Normally I go to see my Psychiatrist he is usually able to help me. Not with this follower there is no drug that can fend off a cloud especially a cloud that is so keen on following me that it stays above my head whenever I enter a building.

If you have any suggestions as to how I may get rid of this particular nuisance please send me an e-mail. There must be someone out there that could help. Please do not be shy I will treat all helpful suggestions confidentially. I will tell no one about your help in getting rid of what has become my worst enemy.

I do not know whether I am the only one being followed by a cloud. It is no joke I can assure you. Sometimes to let me know that I am being followed it sends a short sharp shower of rain in its efforts to show me that I cannot get away from this my very own cloud.

I have no known enemies; I have never been at loggerheads with any one. I have always made it a point to settle all disagreements an amicable basis. In this way I have made many friends. All tell me that there is no cloud in the sky. I must be seeing things that are not there. One of my friends even told me to go and see a professional man. Meaning of course a Psychiatrist.

Strangely enough this cloud when it sends down a short sharp shower, I am the only one that is involved, it is only poor little me that gets wet. One day I took shelter in a shop doorway. The cloud immediately changed its tactics; a blast of wind sent the shower right into the doorway in which I was hiding.

Ah! The cloud is crafty it seems to sense when it can attack me; or when to leave me well alone. If I am in a crowd of people no rainy shower is sent the cloud does not want anyone else to know that it is following me.

To say that I am at the end of my tether would be an understatement. If only I knew why it is following me after all I can do a cloud no harm even when it comes down to earth and all is covered in a dense misty fog, I myself cannot harm it so why does it want me. I am only a man that wants to live a carefree life. I do not want to go into Politics. I have not the intelligence to be a Doctor not even the caretaker at one of the local schools. So Why me? This is my only S.O.S. signal I trust that some will come to my rescue and clear the cloud from my life.