I walk around the neighborhood to which I've grown acquainted with. Seems like it missed me... like I did; missed it. Walking around every corner, I feel like being watched. Sure, I know what it feels like. Having eyes around you, watching every move that you do; suffocating. It's chilly in the morning and so, I wore my long sweater which reach up to my knees. This sweater has big buttons and I love this one.
As of course, it was given to me by my mother, from Tibetan Market, of my choice! My hairs are in a braid from yesterday. I didn't comb my hair or anything. Just brushed and and went out in the chilly air who welcomed me with open arms. The merry children spilling from their homes, the milkman spilling each drop into the containers (the children are carrying them) and the small shops which are opened up, getting filled with customers.
The road is slowly drifting off with people.
It seems as if the road is walking and waving with me. The cement is just so cold and I inhale every breath with the last drop of the cold breeze.
I love it. The season is cold. I see some girls of my age or even yournger/older than me. The boys are older than me, and if I see some younger than me, then it's not many. The gullies are thinly–thick. The atmosphere is just right. The shiny sky with no sun, cold air and my slightly runny nose... the morning cold? Haha.. I wave at the small kids in front of me as they wave back giving an acknowledged acceptance to my appearance. I feel good. As if in real good. The weather is perfect with my—
"Where're you?"
"Huh?"
"Where were you dozing off to?"
"I... N-nothing!"
"Focus on studying. Your exam is after only two days."
"Hmm..", my mom leaves the room and I sigh.
I just wanted an escape.
The weather was perfect, anyway.
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So my friends! This is just a simple short story I wrote beacuse I got an idea of it.
The girl in the story is dreaming with open eyes, about roaming her suburb roads and having a calm and peaceful mind. She thinks about the roads, about the children, about the shops, milkman, the people and the air! She loves the air soo much in the story. So she inhales as much as she can till her journey ends and she would feel suffocated again. She walks alone and waves to the children as she knows them beacuse, they and her live in the same suburb! They know each other and so they give an acceptance to each other's company or presence to make themselves contended as to know that they were noticed by the ones they know. The girl mentions about the weather many times and that she likes it too, but soon she was cut off from her day-dream when her mother walks in on her and scolds her about the studies.
The girl could do nothing but agree as her mother was right. Exams should be on focus when she can take a walk like that anytime. But she never did that because of her parents. They did not allow her. So she wanted the escape from everything and every single mind to rule her own and make way like a queen to her path. But! It was to be ruined and it did. So, she sighs in utter annoyance and looks in her book to read something. But she wishes solely to have a journey like that sometime. To escape from this life into a calm one and smile for real. Pat her own back for real and assure herself that she did great.
So.. this it! Hope you enjoyed the story! Please do like and comment on the story! It's a very short one though.
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Till then.
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Escape
General FictionIt is a short story. The cover is made by me! No harm to anyone if any of the situations correlates to anyone, it is purely a Coincidence! None of the scenes are made to offend anyone! Thanks for checking it out!
