Dots -Short Story-

11. Candy

Candy became part of my days.

It's nice.

I wasn't big on candy before.

I'm not much of a sweets person after all.

But it's fun.

Trying to guess the flavor of the day.

If it's gonna be a sweet or sour flavor.

Or both.

Or salty.

Or a disgusting flavor.

I got a disgusting one once.

It was funny.

Although my stomach hurt for a while.

But it was funny.

When at the end of the day I got a sorry note with another candy.

A lemonade one.

A new flavor.

It made me kinda happy.

That the candy person saw my reactions to the candy.

Maybe if I looked around I could find the person.

But I kinda didn't want to know.

Actually I didn't want to find out.

Although I was a bit curious.

Because what if I didn't get anymore candy.

I wanted that unkown warmness.

Because as days turned into months...I realized that they made me a little bit happy.

They could light up any day even if it was a reaaaally bad one.

Although it wouldn't make everything better.

It could make me smile.

Smile a real smile.

Even if sometimes it was a small one.

But a real one none the less.