I have to admit, when I was younger they had me fooled
. I just didn't notice it not being there. I would watch the little elevator floor
read-out like everyone else and not even blink when 12 changed to 14
. It just seemed......well, normal I guess. And the people that got off on 14 seemed relatively normal, I mean, they looked normal
. I didn't have much reason ever to be on 14, but when I was, I noticed that the numbers on all the doors started with 14. It just never crossed my mind.
It wasn't until I started 3rd grade
that it hit me. I had been doing some sort of math project thing where you have to count stacks of books and do division by breaking the stack up into groups (very thought-provoking I can assure you). This is what I was thinking about as I was walked toward my building. I started counting the floors from the bottom up and when I got to 13, I stopped. Wait a minute
, I thought. I quickly walked inside and surveyed the elevator panel
. There was no 13!
I was utterly confused and asked the first person I saw where the 13th floor
was. This elicited a peculiar look, and the person excused himself and left. I got on the elevator with someone else and asked her as well.
no 13th floor", came the response.
"What do you mean?" I asked, thinking there must be some bizarre mathematical theorem
that proved why the 13th floor didn't exist. I mean, someone had gone way
out of their way to make it look that way.
"It just doesn't. No one talks about it. It's just not there
. How would you like to live on the 13th floor?" she asked.
I thought about that for a moment. I suppose it was a moment too long, because the elevator stopped at 14 and she got off, giving me a scornful look.