Today is another day of dreaming and surviving, well every day is a day we must survive, right?
I don't even feel anything, I feel nothing but emptiness, is this really bad for me? I guess so.I kept on thinking how should I talk to other people, to meet new friends, to have a boyfriend, to talk to strangers, to bond with someone I love in grassy field with a lake, to laugh with your friends while holding a glass of wine, how I wish I could do things like that.
But the emptiness that I am feeling right now is overflowing, the demon inside my head is eating me to the point that I can't even stop myself from harming myself, did I endure too much pain from the past? Was I being to careless for not helping myself? Am I?
That's the thins that I kept on thinking for the past few days, I always visit place like this, an overlooking view, where in you can see the whole village, you can witness how people enjoy their life to fullest. The pure color green of the grass, the color of the clouds and the good architecture of the houses makes it more look so amazing, and the most perfect thing that you would end up coming back here is the warmness and silent vibes. This is the place for a woman like me.
"Hi!", a man whom I don't know suddenly came.
Why is he here? Who is he? I don't see him when I was observing everyone in this position. What does he need?
"Do I know you?" call me rude but I don't really talk to strangers, I don't trust people, I don't even trust myself.
"I'm sorry if I am bothering you and you seem scared and shocked. But I won't do anything stupid to you so please calm down. I'm Cairo" he said while calming me down using his gestures and the plead in his brown eyes.
"I was just asking if who the hell are you. You're noisy. I'll leave." I said with coldness.
"Hold on? Why are you leaving? I won't bother you, I'll be 2 meter away from you, is that fine?" he replied as he grab my wrist for me to stay.
He is annoying. But fine.
I sat down at the bench again while reading one of my favourite book, Paulo Coelho's novel, The Alchemist. This book helped me changed my beliefs and how I see the world and every human being in this world.
"Woah, so do you read Paulo Coelho's book huh?" he was smirking while looking at me with amusement.
One.
I didn't answer, I was busy reading and understand the message of every lines stated in the book.
"Hey, aren't you listening? Do you like Paulo Coelho's works?"
Two.
I stayed silent, he's so annoying! Can't he just sit down, shut his mouth and mind his own business?
"Crabby woma---", he said
Three.
"Yes, yes and no. You're just pure annoying, aren't you aware of the word back off and mind your business? You're seriously bothering me."
I hissed before he could finish saying something stupid. Men like him makes me feel drain in 5 seconds.
"That's the longest thing you've said today. Haha, nice talk to you Vienna. See you soon."
He smiled as he stood and waved his hand.
What the fuck was that?
An unsociable woman like me can make me wonder things easily. How does he know my name? Does he really know me?
Who the fuck is Cairo? Is he a ghost or something?
I slept late last night thinking how did he know my name.
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Creation
Short StorySometimes you think that you just want to disappear but after all you want to be found, but when you're doing, you end up being lost again. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ⚠️