Year 2014.
It's raining really hard. It's like the weather favors her sorrow right now. She's just standing there, like a soldier with a broken riffle. I don't know why but it seems like there's a guilt trying to come out of my body. It's been hours but i cannot see even a single movement. It's just her eyes; her eyes that keeps on blinking trying to wash out the tears but i guess the rain couldn't hide it anymore. It's been weeks and weeks and I can always see this girl standing here every Sunday at 3:00 o'clock in the afternoon. It's weird because the last time i saw her it's really hot and no one would even bother to stay under the sun except her. You can see no expression on her face, maybe there is and it's sadness. Sadness that seems like very deep that comes from nowhere that can ever exist here on Earth.
"Should i approach her?" I don't know.
Maybe destiny wants me to know her as I saw the rushing car across the street going along her way.
"Oh Oh!'. I immediately run towards her and push her on the side walk.
"Are you crazy? The car almost hit you!' but she didn't say anything. She has some bruise on her right arm and cheek as she fell down on the ground. Maybe I push too hard? But that's better than to be hit by a car. She slowly stand up and pick up her broken riffle, I mean her broken umbrella for God's sake. Tears came rushing her eyes again but still she didn't say anything. I saw the dark circles around her eyes just like she didn't have any sleep at all. She started to walk away from me. She looks like a zombie but a beautiful one. She's alive but i couldn't feel a living soul out of her. She's obviously wet and i think she's going to die soon not because of any kind of sickness but because of the coldness of solitude she has inside.
And then i slowly close the book.
"It's really good! You have to keep on writing Dylan!" I said with my cheerful voice.
"Yeah, I pinky promise someone that I will keep on writing no matter what happen". He smiled at me. He's just like a kid who likes to spend time listening to some stories the only difference is he doesn't fall asleep instead he will keep on bugging you with questions.
"Can you tell me a story?" and then there he goes again. I look at him with a half-smile on my lips.
"PLEASE? I promise i will not bug you with questions." he looks at me with his innocent hazel eyes.
"Fine but with some conditions of course". I said.
"Anything!" He's hyper again. Telling him stories is just like feeding him some cookies. He's kinda weird, actually he's really weird. Unlike any other kids who loves to play outside or pick a fight with someone or keeps on playing crazy bang bang computer games, He just like to stay home with his notebook and pencil friends then start writing.
"Dylan? You're just 8 years old right? ". I asked him with curiosity.
"8 years old and 4 months to be exact. Why Yumi?". He said.
Every weekend he likes to visit me and spend the whole time talking to me until I run out of words. I don't know where he lives; I never bother to ask I guess. All I know is that he's living with his father and there are times that i find it really strange why his father allows him to stay with me even though he didn't know me. We never meet as in ever.
He just told me that his father is really busy with his business and both of them are saving huge amount of money for something really important. Poor kid, I hope i can help them but I can't, I just can't.
"It's just weird how you came out with this kind of story. You're just a kid!" and then i laugh.
He slowly smiled and said "It's in my blood!".
He picks something out of his pocket. It's a small notebook, an old notebook. He gave it to me and started to sit like an Indian.
"You can open it if you want to". He smiled again. He's such a cutie pie.
"Is this yours Dylan?" I ask him.
"Well, my mother gave it to me. It's her notebook. She used to write some stories when she was a kid. She always read the stories written in her notebook before i sleep."
COMPLETE SILENCE FOLLOWS.
YOU ARE READING
Paradoxes of her.
RomanceOnce upon a time I was captured by a wicked witch and a Fake prince charming and then he suddenly came along and save me from eating the poisoned red apple and by that time I refuse to be his Snow White.
