he was there in a crowd of people. no one knew his real story for he had not ever spoke of it to anyone... he found it useless to even think about someone understanding how he felt... he was pushed around and never thought of as much, for his silence would be his detroyer of his reputation... he would see the other people struggling with their lives and wonder why they would not just fall, for falling may show them something of themselves that they had been missing their whole lives, and they would not be able to know they had lost it or had it without falling...
He one day thought that he could escape his thoughts, by merely speaking or finding something or someone else to retreat to at the end of the day. though no person would even begin to think about even getting near him with conversation, for they knew he would only stand there silence in all, not contributing to the conversation what so ever...
hardly anyone knew he exisited except for one... a girl in the distance could see him from where she stood and could feel his thoughts and questions that were playing like a broken record player over and over again in his mind... she could tune into his frequency, though she was unable to show him she was there, she was able to hear him and send signal of reassurance into his mind when all seemed to be caving in on him...
One day she came got up the strength to come up to him... as she walked the boy could sense someone was watching him now, he felt exposed, and was timid when he saw her... she said nothing as she approached and went directly to his side, in the crowd of people that he was surrounded by... he noticed she was not like the rest and that she was not forcing him to speak or questioning him of his existance... she merely was just there as she was... quiet and lost somewhat in thought..
He then turned to her, and looked, she kept on looking down at the ground, trying not to make eye contact... he then took his hand and sat it on her shoulder and spoke for the first time willingly to anyone... "why have you come here?" he questioned merely... she only sat there still looking in the same spot on the ground. he then asked the question again, feeling a little threatened. "why have you come here?" , and then again she still just stood there with her eye upon the same place... they boy was now starting to feel his defenses rise up and his anger grew... "please tell me what you are doing here!" he shouted... the girl this time began to think,- he has the same reaction to me that i have had before to other people.-
lone_wolf_7 · Fri Apr 22, 2005 @ 07:26pm · 1 Comments |