My Life, My Adventure

Wings of an angel

"Are you asking me about my childhood memory?" I said when this kid stopped in front of me and asked some random questions.

"Yeah, I just wanna know." she answered cutely.

"But, I don't know you. We're not friends nor acquaintences, how will I tell you something about my private life?" I said then sat on the grass, she then followed me.

"Ok, let's be friends then. Hi, I'm Wings and you are?" she extended her hands at me.

"Wings? What kind of name is that?" I did not laugh about her name but it's kinda hillarious.

"My mom loves angels but having a name Angel is quite common so she named me Wings."

"Ok, but Angel suits you. You really look like an angel."

"Thanks, but that's not the topic here. What's your name again?" this kid is quite demanding huh.

"Mazy, my name is Mazy. I know you're not asking but I'm 18." I gigled a little with my answer.

"I was about to ask you that!" she complained. "Anyway, I'm 6."

"You're six and you talk like a sixty year old woman." I pinched her nose.

"That's because I'm a good speaker." she proudly said. "Well, can we go back to our real topic?"

"What? I've already answered my name and age."

"Yes, but not that. I asked you about your childhood memory earlier."

"I'm hungry, can we go and grab some food first?" I stood up and assisted her to stand up also.

"I'll treat you, I have a lot of money." she then showed me her wallet, and heck yeah it's thick and it has a lot of real money.

"Did you steal that?" i asked with my face still shocked.

"Nope, my mom gave me this. In case of emergency."

"What kind of emergency is that? And why is she letting you carry that kind of big amount, isn't she afraid that there's a 50-50 possibilities that someone will kidnap you?"

"Nah, I have my own guard." She waved her hand once and said it boastfully.

"Are you the daughter of our president, or royal families out there because you're too rich to be true."

"Nope, just an ordinary family." she started to walk and I followed her.

"You call that normal? And where are we going?"

"It's normal, trust me." she faced me and then placed her right hand into her chest. "You said your hungry, that's why we're looking for some place to eat."

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"Are you even a human? You ordered a food for ten people." I said after we got our order and found some place to sit. "Thanks." i said to the waiter who assisted us with some of our orders.

"Some of the leftovers will be given to the street people, that's how good I am." She said while sipping her drink.

"You're such a good person." I pinched her face slightly. "But sometimes, I feel like you're too proud to yourself."

"That's because this is something to be proud of."

"By being rich and having everything around you?"

"No, by being who I am. I love to help people and I'm proud with that." she stared at me for the whole minute. "Will you tell me about your childhood memory now?"