A Strange Journey

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Samatha:

It was late at night, and I was watching the ceiling of my room trying to figure out what was happening in my life.

My past self would have been scared if it got to know what I have become. A hard body with a soft heart. I hate myself. Trusting people who don't deserve to be trusted, and then getting betrayed by them when they break my trust.

I was thinking about all the things that were happening in my life and I couldn't take it anymore I wanted to go somewhere . Away from this place. Away from these people. Away from myself.

I never wanted this life. I never wanted the life I have got. This life is the worst.

I don't want to stay in this place anymore.

I rolled out of my bed, with tears stained eyes.

I went to the key stand and picked up my bicycle key and ran out of my house.

I was cycling, earphones plugged in and listening to boulevard of broken dreams

Oh how this song describes my life

I thought to myself. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew that I was going somewhere.

I stopped in front of a large gate. The iron gate had been forged a century ago. It was a clear six feet tall and made of twisted black rods. It was quite dark because it was 3 in the morning. I didn't know why, but something of me wouldn't let me ride past it. There was a river there. I decided to sit by it and try not to think about everything that happened.

But I couldn't, all the thoughts were racing in my mind, of how my friends left me when the new gang of cool kids came.

While I stayed there, all I could think about were bad things, not a single good thought.

People usually say 'think positive', but how can you think positive when all you have suffered is negativity in your life?

The sky was dark. There were hardly any stars in the sky.

One star was shining really bright.

My mother used to say that people who couldn't fulfill their last wish become a star, but a star which shines the brightest is a star that must've been a really good person in their past life.

As I was thinking these things, I heard the shifting of stones from behind me. I turned to look around, to see from where the sound was coming.

But I couldn't see anyone. It was already dark and all I could make out was the light coming from the lamp post and a pair of shining golden eyes staring right at me.

Seeing it terrified me, but I thought that it might be a cat, but its eyes were different, different in such a way that I couldn't point out. I couldn't stop staring at it.

The pair of eyes were coming near me and when it was almost a few feet away I saw an animal.

An animal with a really small, black coloured body. It came toward me and snuggled up on my lap. I was crying before, but when it curled up, I felt my pain vanishing away.

I ran my fingers through its fur. It was comforting being so close to this creature. I shifted my weight so it could lay comfortably on my lap.

After a few mins of resting there, it got off my lap and started running around me. I watched in amusement as the tiny ball of fur circled around me.

All I could think at that moment was that , with everything that had been happening has left me broken-hearted, this little creature who came out of nowhere managed to lessen that pain and give me a little bit of hope. It made me smile a little when all I have been doing these past few days was crying. The smile on its face when it circled me was really beautiful, in a way that one could forget everything that is happening in their life and get mesmerised by its smile.

I wanted to protect this little soul with all my being. As I held it in my arms and it licked my face.

I decided to take it home, and never let it go. This was the best thing that has ever happened to me and I am going to take care of it will all the love and affection possible.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 28, 2020 ⏰

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