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The street lights gleamed a normal orange as I walked down the sidewalk. I sat down on the bench and crossed my legs and looked up as the stars tried to out shine each other. I smiled, everything was going right for once, the boy of my dreams, the perfect plan to get my sister to back off me. But I'm not happy "And why not," I question myself. "Why aren't you so happy that you actually should be skipping around like the happiest girl in the planet?" I winced as I saw some boy walk over to the bench about my age and he was handsome.

"Look like something's bothering you." He sat down on the bench his breath emerging his mouth then disappearing In the thick cold air of December. I look at him the city light gleaming on his green eyes an ounce more of sparkle than they needed. "Nothing." I say turning back towards the street, the empty bare street. I turn to him and see he's starring at me in deep thought "Why." He chuckled as if the answer was obvious. " You're wearing all black and I can see it in your eyes." It was true I was wearing all black, black peacoat, black skinny jeans, black boats, black bowler hat, and my jet black curls.

The answer popped up in my head. My mother and father died today. I looked up and he's studying the street now. "I'd rather not say why." I say starring down at my worn out boots that swing back and forth below me. " Can I... Can I read the palm of your hand?" He seemed to struggle to get out the question. I shrug and reach out my hand and he takes it and examines it for a while. "You're confused, You've got everything you could desire, You're parents are gone..... They've left this Earth today.... You've found who u love and you guys will love each other for all eternity. But then bad news is coming and it's sure coming soon. You will either let this bad news kill u mentally and physically," I winced "or you'll be strong." He released my hand and looked up. "Would u like to see what happened to your mother?"

I looked up from my hand and shallowed "I'd love to." I say trusting him. "Look in my eyes then." I questioned it for a bit then I did and I was in a whole new world.....

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