You never think before you speak, mostly because you don't need to. Your words are beautifully fluent. Everything that comes out of your mouth sounds like it has been scripted out, and you've been rehearsing your lines for weeks. Even if you spouted some absolute garbage to a college professor about his own subject, you'd be taken for fact.
I can't help thinking that you are an impeccable liar.
( 9:30 am. - the Great Wall, China )
me - I remember learning about this place. I never thought I'd actually be here.
you - It's a wonder, really. My dad used to be a businessman. He was involved with some Chinese clientele before he died about ten years back. He used to bring me here all the time when he had to fly out.
"He sounds amazing."
"He's something else, let me tell you. When I was younger, we'd make up different games to play on every rainy day. Sometimes he'd even take me to this abandoned water park when it snowed, and we'd sled down the slides. Probably not the safest, but he was unpredictable. Imagine a man with his head in the clouds and his feet on the ground around the clock. He's my alpha and omega. I owe everything about myself, all of my attributes and personality traits, to him."
"I wish I got to meet him."
"A lot of people know him, actually. He recently became a local real estate agent. Here, I have a picture of him from graduation."
"Graduation was a few weeks back ...you said he died ten years ago."
"Did I?"
( end )
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Relativity
Short Storyjust like monsters, the term "us" is only relative to what it involves. I guess we were monsters in our own sense. ©belledelis 2016
