It was a regular night in Grand Cayman, over my friend's house playing video games after a long day of work. But this day was our countries heritage day, a day where we celebrate our past and live like our old timers did back in the day.
So after a day of living in the past the day was over and it is now 10:00pm at night. So I went back to my friend's house where I was relaxing playing video games with him. It was getting late so I said goodnight to my friend Justin.
I started my walk home, I live about a half a mile away from him so that's not to much for me to walk. I was half way through my journey and alone on the road walking. As I was walking, I saw a guy about 30-40 years old dressed in our old timers clothing that they used to wear walk by me.
He was walking with his head down and just passed by me without saying anything. Thinking it was someone who was celebrating our heritage day by the clothing he was wearing I thought nothing of it.
As I neared home I noticed someone crossing me again, I looked at the person and notice he too had on old time clothing, but I noticed the face and realized that it was the same man that passed me walking head down not too long.
I ran the rest of the way home. He probably just wanted to see if his people were still celebrating what made our country it is today.