Behind The Walls

TWO

TWO

19 January 2013

"He ran by me and just dropped the paper in front of me like exactly in front of me. What kind of coincidence is that?" As I walk excitedly pass the hall to the stairs, Yvonne listened patiently while braiding her sparkling amber hair into a fishtail.

"Such coincidence I supposed, tossed me that hair tie would you?"

"I've told he exist! I'm not delusional! Where are mom and dad? I need to tell them this huge thing!"

"They'll be home any minute, just go and rest okay? I'll get some tea for you."

"Could you..."

"Take your camera? Sure thing, sis"

Yvonne jumped out my bed and rushed to the kitchen to fetch some tea. She snatched my camera and put it on the tray. 2 sugar cubes and a dash of creamer to my tea as a routine.

Tap Tap Tap

 

I pulled my blanket and stare at the window. Nothing. It probably was nothing. Yvonne kicked the door slowly as her hands gripped on the tea tray. I pulled my camera and began to take pictures of my surrounding as I always do. I never knew why but it's the only thing that can give me great comfort.

"Sis, I'm going to do my homework for awhile. Stay put, okay?"

"Dude, I'm the big sister here. Don't worry about me."

I rested my camera on my stomach and began staring aimlessly at the ceiling. White walls, white ceiling, white framed window. As I gently put my camera beside me, I turned my back against the door and suddenly a hand covered my mouth.

 I bit his index finger and he didn't even shouted in pain. He kept on his guard on securing my mouth and carried me away. Gray hoodie, gray watch, gray shoes. I can't breath... Lights... Fading... White... Walls...

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"Who are you and what the hell are you going to do to me?"

Gray hoodie, gray watch, gray shoes but black mask. A crescent moon shaped scar on his neck. His posture, his moves and while he ran around the room...

"You're the one who ran beside me. Have you been watching me, who are you?"

Silence. He's staring at me.

"HEY! Answer me when I asked you a question."

Silence. He's sitting down still staring at me. 

"For fuck sake, answer my goddamn question or I will kick your ass right now. What are you up too? What is this place?"

Silence. He walked up to me slowly, I'm steady and I'm ready. He dropped a piece of paper. I hesitantly stand in front of him and groaned while taking the paper on the floor.

And he's gone.

"WHERE ARE YOU?! WHERE AM I?! TAKE ME BACK IMMEDIATELY!"

Another paper with a burn on each edge but folded neatly like the previous one. I don't understand anything. How can he be gone by a second? Am I going bonkers? Who is he? All this questions running in my head in marathon speed. Please, stop. Stop it.

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"Narelle, Narelle. You are imagining things. Everyone can fit your description." 

I re-read the words on the paper over and over again.

"Sweetie, please wake up. Callaway and Trinity are waiting here. It's nothing okay?" 

I re-read.

I moved too fast

I sealed these lips

But for the best

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