she came out looking for her id, i thought she still couldn't see me so i just threw the id away but (oh oh) she did. She started out "you bastard..." the routine saved me it repeated itself yet again but the little time that it took to repeat itself was enough for me to see her eyes... She was angry but still her eyes were so deep, and the shine... so unreal, truly the window to one's soul, hers is excitable, childish, to some extent like mine but yet so different may be it's our difference in life style, may be gender? but what I see is pure unscathed by this world's filth. I might just be guessing but i feel that she is innocent, hers is a happy life and I wanna be a part of it, if possible.
Now the routine had repeated itself and action! Following her picking her id but this time i overtook her and walked backwards just so i could take a good look at her face, who am I kidding I'm no closet pervert, I was ogling as I salivated(you're exaggerating now, future self) no I'm not, her body was petite, her features were soft, it felt as though I was looking at a life-sized doll, I would have lechered her all over but her lips caught my attention, they were gleaming... so gloss over the lips is actually a serious charm point (*0*).We reached the hostel she came back looking for her id and this time i handed it over very calmly,and then introduced myself "hi there I'm atul, I found this lying on the road."she replied with a formal "hi." i was still ensnared by her eyes. She thanked me and introduced herself and then left, all the while I couldn't make out what she said.
Then i woke up "back in this world of misery" yawned a bit"i wish i could see her again. Harshita Jain."I sighed and jumped out of bed and got dressed up for my classes. One more boring day,
at the end of our class our teacher told us that our review test results were out. when I got out I had got good marks this time but i hadn't even tried to find out about them i was searching, Jain... Jain... Oh god where is it, Shreyansh Jain good marks buddy oh well... I kept searching but I am lazy bum and I had my doubts about her being real, so i stopped. Went home, had dinner, studied, went to sleep."hope u'll be here." I wasn't wrong, i was in my dream now and there she sat in the park infront of Me apparently caught up with a difficult question. "hey there! harshita!"I greeted her and sat infront of her, apparently at this point she was wondering why I was acting so casual, caught her off-gaurd though."seems like you've got a problem here.""nothing I can't take care of."
"yup sure, just... check out the question again please..."she glared at me.
"Oh.... it isn't an ellastic collision. haah! so that's why i didn't get the answer."
"yeah... haha"
"sorry i was a bit on edge, i didn't mean to get angry... *mild giggle* thanks"
"why though? some other problems you weren't able to solve?"
"oh... yeah you could say that, I have a stalker." I was visibly sweating having heard that, haven't i been stalking her too? but she doesn't know that, it's a routine right? is it that she is really being stalked?
for some reason I looked into her notebook, apparently the routine was at work, and I saw the date 16th July 2015... that's hmm important, i guess.I found it unnecessary but asked her enrollment no.14002708, so i could check for her marks. I left the park but the dream didn't end, my perspective changed to third person, after a few minutes of my departure, a stranger clad in a black hoodie and wearing a balaclava(robber mask) appeared from behind the park wall and sneaked behind the park bench Harshita was sitting and held her at knife-point... wait I have to save her! HAVE TO SAVE HER! "HAVE TO SAVE HERRRR!!!!!!!" I woke up...
to be continued...
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"I saw her"
Мистикаa story i wrote as a quasi-fantasy to the world around me, yeah yeah, crush and shit or rather i imagined what it would be like to have a crush and wrote about it. it's about lucid dreaming and precognition along with everything happening in a drea...