Your hair, your eyes , your soft pink lips. Such a beautiful man yet I probably will never run into you again. Shrugging off the though I enter my house living in a oldish neighborhood had its advantages, it was absolutely beautiful and quiet. " ¡hola mijo como estas! ( hello sweetie how are you!)" Ah my wonderful mom greets me , typical of her. " buenos tardes madre, estoy bien ¿y tú ? ( good evening mother, I'm good how are you ?)
" ¡ay ay espérate aquí caballero! Te mires muy feliz ¿que pasó en tu día ?
( wait a bit here sir, you look very happy what happened in your day ?!)"
She asked with a grinning face obviously trying to get some word out of me.
I Chuckled " nada importante en serio ( nothing important really )"
She gives me a look and laughed , oh mother what a character you are.
I went to my room to grab my journal , oh how I loved writing , it's part of the reason I learned English although I'm not very good at it I want to get better. All the other amazing writers are making it big writing in English so I figured I'd so the same . As I grabbed it I greeted my favorite companion Valentina my cat . She was soft and fluffy and golden having her since I was 5 , 12 years together now Valentina I smiled to myself and made my way to my safe place el jardín ( The garden)
My mother had raised me and brought me here as a young boy it gives me good nostalgic memories smelling the flowers all around , eating random berries, it brings a smile to my face. I make my way over to the bench , it's old but truly a work of art flowers growing from it truly magical. I sit there for awhile and turn to a flower.
" ¿una flor tan blanco? Se mira como la luz del sol" I turn to see my bestfriend for the past year Gevna , of course he's so noticeable. He stands out in the crowd with incredibly pale skin, piercing gray eyes , and bleach blonde hair and tall slim build. Of course he's talking some random shit about the flowers and how beautiful and white they are , he does this every day it's quite entertaining to watch him repeat the same action everyday. I wonder sometimes why he does it , gevna definately is a questionable person but a very intelligent one. Either way he sits next to where I was laying and gives me a good stare. He knew something was up so I began to tell him about my shopping trip , I left the boy out I wondered if I'd meet him again and get to know him better one day. Once finished talking I headed back home in time for dinner
YOU ARE READING
Different time same love
ספרות נוערJinx a young teen with a few special abilities up his sleeve wanders around and takes an adventure not only around Europe, but also around his true self and things that are important to him. On the way along his trip will he find what he was missing...
