"So, what was it you needed to tell me?" I sighed deeply. Feeling scared as to how he would react. And wondering if he would even believe me.
I mean no one did. Except for the boys of course.
I had these... hallucinations that left people constantly wondering whether or not what I saw was real. That as if they weren't there.
"I saw this boy today. And I know you won't believe me but, it was real.
This time it ws real.
That building. The one nobody talks about. Mostly because nobody knows what to say?
I s-saw a boy. He was looking through this window. H-He was pale and weak. His face skinny and hair unwashed." I pause for a moment. Looking up from my boots to see Jin looking at me intently. Myself realizing that for this small moment the older believed me. So I kept going.
"He was staring at me. Then suddenly he was gone. Pulled away from the window in tears." the boy simply looked at me with confusion.
Half wanting to take my word. Half afraid to do just as such. He looks down fidgeting with his hands. stepping closer to me.
"Don't tell anyone what you saw. Okay?" I nod as he smiles and steps out of our room. His footsteps trailing down the hall towards the kitchen.
Now I'm confused. I wasn't sure what just happened and frankly afraid by Jin's suddenly serious tone.
Himself only using that voice for scolding.
I had simply chosen to tell him because he was older. And more mature when he needed to be. And most importantly he was my roomate.
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I walk back over to the hill where I had first seen the boy. Notebook in hand. I sat under the tree I had pretty much claimed as my own, and opened to a clean page.
Writing anything, everything that came to mind.
Periodically looking up to see if the boy was there. Wishing desperately to just see his face again. He was special.
Once I was pleased with my entry I closed the book and stood. Placing the object into my bag. I trudged forward.
Looking into the window only to find that it had been covered. That the window was no more. Just like every other time I had come here.
I began tearing up. Thinking that maybe it really was an illusion. That the boy never really existed. But I couldn't let my doubts take away my hope. My hope that this strange boy would be here.
I walked around until I reached what I figured to be the front. Opening the door to find a waiting room. Like some hospital that no patients ever visited.
Strange.
I walked up to the front desk where a cheery young woman sat. Her texting someone before putting her phone away and smiling. Turning towards me. Obviously happy that she finally had someone to answer to.
"Um, is there a boy here?" she gives me a questioning look.
"I don't know his name but..he has black hair and lives on this floor I believe." she nods in understanding then stands. Gesturing towards me as she begins heading down a hall.
Eventually stoppping in front of one particular door. It looking like all of the others yet having a difference.
The woman opens the door to reveal a young child llying in bed. His hair black.
"Um, sorry I must have the wrong hospital." I say panicking. My anxiety kicking in as I look at the boy who can't be any older than five. No way he was the person from yesterday.
