Taxi Driver
When I was in college, my friends and I went to the mall, and by the time we left, it was already late at night.
My friends’ houses were just a few blocks away from the mall, but mine was pretty far away, so I told them I’d take a taxi. I was waiting on the sidewalk, and since it was late at night, there weren’t many people outside.
When a taxi came by, I put my hand out to signal that I needed a ride. When it stopped, my hand was reaching for the taxi door handle, but then all of a sudden, this strong gut feeling came over me.
It kept repeating in my mind, “Do not go in.” It was so strong that I chose to trust it rather than ignore it, so I opened the door of the taxi and said, “Never mind, sir.”
When I opened the door, I got a good look at the man’s face. He insisted that I get in, but I just closed the door on him and walked away.
There was another taxi coming, but I saw the first taxi driver open his door in the blink of an eye. He closed it again when the other taxi approached me, and he drove off. I got into the taxi that stopped in front of me.
The next day it was on the news that officers caught a murderer playing the role of a taxi driver after he went out late last night in an attempt to catch his next victim.
When it showed the picture of the man, my heart dropped. It was the same taxi driver. From that day on, I’ve always trusted my gut.