Realisation

A short story I hand wrote. Here is a snippet free to read and to give feedback, but mostly for you to enjoy.

Why does it call to me? Why does its beauty consume my inner being? Why do I want to give into its demands?

I always find myself asking why to it, I never find myself actually stopping these things, but instead doing and consuming it more.

Am I to live like this forever?

Can’t it just stop?

I lie wide awake on the park bench lit brightly by the newly installed light, I am stuck staring at it, while it is burning slowly into my retinas, yet still I stare, with my gaze directed blankly into the light, like a moth to a flame

The rust-coloured wooden park bench feels like bricks, yet it is somehow comfy. My body being on here for so long has now almost modified itself to become a part of it, forgetting of the pain it once brung.

“Come here beautiful.”

A slutty seductive tone whispered to me in my ear, from in front of the bench, my neck as hard as a Monday morning, was tense and full of cracks, I turn out of curiosity, my lungs exhaling and groaning like an old man trying to get up from his seat.

I am astounded and amazed to the side of me in the middle of a random park at whatever time it is at night, a beautiful and seductively dressed girl.

She wore a short dress that looked made of diamonds, the way it glistened from the light’s reflection. I can’t help but feel stunned, her beauty reminds me of a beautiful sunset from the beach, her eyes, like the moon during a solar eclipse, blinding from the beauty. Her hair shared the same tones as a brown bear. This anonymous girl was standing in front of me, out of the, what, 7 billion people. And she stood there in front of me.

“Are you real?”

She smiles even more, “I am as real as you want me to be.”

Her aura, like a cute, helpless snow bunny, making her irresistible. Her voice sounding like a movie star, so soft and sweet.

“Are you going to come with me Gerald?”  

I was astonished, “How do you know my name?”

Her head looked away, “Do you not remember me?”

I am so exhausted and burnt out, but I know I would remember someone as beautiful as her. “Should I remember you?”

She crossed her arms, turned her head to the side and pouted, you could tell she was looking to the side, trying to gather whether she was getting attention, or not. A second went by then she turned around and smirked at me.

“Come with me, let’s go and have some fun.”

Still burnt out and consumed by the light, I did not really want to move at all, but her presence made me push past the pain, it was like I was getting offered money for just moving. My body sounding like multiple people were knocking on a wooden door. Finally, after all the pain and movement, I get myself up and sit staring at the girl for a moment. I was wearing a thick puffer jacket, and it made me feel like it was a freezing winters day, and I was all cuddled up under the thick feather filled blankets, removing all chills.

I offered it to her, but she declined, almost like she did not feel the cold.

She started skipping in the direction of the city, the place that never sleeps, the city full of people who stare, and judge based on appearance. The city full of people I hate.

I don’t like the city. However, this beautiful girl was taking me somewhere, and to say no would be like declining your lottery winnings. I slowly followed along behind her. I was walking like an old man with back problems; my back was as curved as a crescent moon. I tried to bring my posture up, but it felt almost impossible. A thought came across my mind, one that saved me. I had nearly forgot my bags, My face and body jumped back like a kid getting jump scared by their father at the thought of leaving my bags.

I put my bags on my back and then we were off. She was skipping like a girl in a flower field. I could not skip due to my body crumbling like a rusted pipe.

“Where are we going pretty lady?”

She stopped jumping and looked at me, “Wherever the path takes us.”

I could not believe it; she copied a famous expression from a movie me and my brother used to watch many years ago when we were kids. It was a movie about the wild west and how this cowboy had to protect his friend from some outlaws.

I finally had a smile on my face, “Let us go then pretty girl!”

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