Angel's Sweet Voice

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The gust of wind seemed to be telling me that it'll be a chilly morning. I hold onto my stick as I continued to walk. I passed by to my favorite coffee shop as people were saying their greetings. What a lovely day would be till I got to the bus stop.

I waited and waited..

Suddenly a sharp edge was slowly pressed to my belly. "Blind boy! Remember me?" I was trying to remember this voice but I couldn't recognize him. "I'm sorry, I don't" I desperately told him. The sharp edge started to went deeper.

I cried for help but someone put their hand on my mouth. 'I didn't know who he is, what does he want from me?'

I thought that this was it. However....

A sound of pain was heard. A lot of cracking and voices filled the air.
I frozed.

"You okay?" A sound that made me felt that everything was okay. "Talk to me, you're scaring me" 'oh it was a lady. No, A pretty voice coming from an angel.'
"If you don't answer I'll leave you here" she said.
"I'm alright. Thank you very much.." I answered timidly. She helped me to stand. "Thank you, thank you for saving me. I owe you my life" I told her sincerely but I got no response until she spoke "Angel, Angel is my name. Don't owe your life to me, I just happened to saw what's going on". 'A name that sounded her voice, I love it.' I nodded but I got the feeling that she seemed to be in pain and scared.

We both sat. No one was making a move to talk. I somehow want to hear her voice more and wanted to know if she's okay, I mean I may not know who the guy was but I'm sure he wasn't good.

"So... Angel." Then she cut me off "I have to go. See you around B" I felt the unexpected sadness in me like another half of me was gone. I stopped her by holding her hands that felt rough and sticky liquid. She dropped my hands.

We both didn't talk, I'm curious about her. "Okay, I'll stay scaredy cat" she laughed. "Hey I'm not scared! I just wanted to ....." I murmured.

"I know. Look, I'll stay with you but let's just chill here and don't ask questions. I'm okay, I'm not injured or anything. He was tough but I'm tougher than him." she told me. A relief came in to me so I agreed. I started a conversation with the weather, the most common of all.

Throughout our conversation I could always hear faint sounds of crunching, like chewing something that seemed to be a glass. 'This is disturbing me.'

"Angel mind if I ask you, what is it that you're eating?" I franked her. She didn't answer instead she laughed.

"Nothing, I'm not eating. You can't see that I'm eating am I right?" She jokingly said. I just nodded because I knew she was right but I also knew that she was doing something based from the sounds that she was making. I dismissed the thought of not wanting to scare her with questions.

I then asked her for a dinner as a token. At first, I could feel that she didn't want to but kind of scared. I stood up and she guided me. I don't mind that her hands that were rough it's just everything I felt from her was rough like full of scratches.

I got in the restaurant and got us a table. I knew that she was still there, she won't go because of her promised. The waiter guided me to our seat.

"Good evening sir, here's the menu." The waiter said as he handed the menu. I asked her "What do you prefer to eat Angel?" Then she replied "I don't have the menu." I ordered the waiter to gave her one but then the waiter asked "To who sir?"

That questioned rang a lot of memories. Memories that I have forgotten. Memories that I love and Memories that I buried deep in my backyard.

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