chapter 4

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" Crey! " My eyes flew open and my brother is there screaming for me to wake up. He hugged me tightly and I continued pouring out the outburst of my tears.

"Shh .. It's just a nightmare",still hugging me and he rubbed my back .

" I know but it's hunting me so much. I'm sorry I'm not brave enough "

"Shh.. That's fine. It's normal Lil muffin . Go back to sleep now and I'll just be by your side "

"Thanks Crue ",all of the happenings are still vivid in my mind but I feel safe now.

Moon subsides and sun rises . Another day. Another life. Another boredom. Another exploration.Another confusion. Another fear and another unknown to face.

I went at the dining table and greeted my brother good morning and he also replied the same.

     " Can I go out alone?"

     "Sorry Lil muffin but no "

      "Pleaaaase. How can I be braver if i'm not going out just myself?"

      " Ok OK ...just don't forget to be careful ok? Always be a courageous girl and never distract other people.Don't be too far away.Understand?"

      "Yeah"

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      I walked around the village.

     There are ladies that wear classic dresses. Churches that are abandoned. Kids that wear jumpers and playing hide and seek .Aged ladies wearing black . Armies with missing body parts. This village is full of ancient houses, vintage things , hundreds of individuals yet still free from sound . But now, they're staring at me .

            As I walked through the grassy path, I saw someone that I know I'd known but I don't know anymore. That someone is locked in the cage of my past and now out of reach.

           That someone is a guy who passed by me . Intense feelings deluge my pumping heart.He has great impact in me . It's like he's part of my scratched life .It seems he's my best friend,classmate or close friend. A letter G tattoo is marked on his porcelain skin. He has same height with my brother ,brown hair, green eyes, captivating looks and  he looks like a perfect model .

        He didn't stop walking. It seems he's moving forward and leaving memories behind. Leaving me behind.

        I'm tired of being the girl who seems to live 15 days and all 5475 days have already stop existing in my memory lane. I don't want that to happen . That guy may unleash my cloistered history.

I won't miss a chance.

      

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