" Don't say that " he says.
Looking a bit annoyed
" I didn't mean...." I say
" I mean, if it were my way you wouldn't have to leave." he say
" oh" I say with a hint of surprise.
" we would stay here forever just you and me". He says as he glanced off to the distance.
" forever is a long time". I say
" it is ", he says. " And it gets very boring alone".
" But you haven't lived forever ". I say
" no" he says. " I haven't ".
He says this with a sad smile. It broke my heart. Like he indeed lived forever. It was really sad.
So I broke the silence again.
" you know I probably could stay for today . I'm too mad with my mum to go back home". I say
" really " he says
" sure " I say.
" come with me " he says .
Dragging my hand and moving it closer to him.
" I've always wanted to show you something " he says.
" what. " I ask.
" shhhhh" he says.
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cloth. He puts it over my eyes and blindfolds me.
" what are you doing ". I say almost whispering .
" just do what I say" he says.
We walk in silence. Just moving up and down. Climbing up stairs. Until I notice maybe we were in the boys house.
" open your eyes" he says and I see a beautiful water fountain. An old grand thing in the middle of a room. It looked like a green room with flowers and green plants.
First of all I lived in a small house with no garden. We had houses behind us. But this, this was a big beautiful site. If I could live here, i would be very happy.
" sit". he says and I follow.
I watch as the water in the fountain flows.
The swishing sound came from high above and it sounded so peaceful.
Peaceful enough to let it be. Maybe I could kiss him for showing me this. But I doubt this was what he had in mind. I've never really kissed a person before either, I wouldn't know how. Instead I sit there very quiet. Enjoying his presence. It never really occurred to me why people in love or people who liked each other were always shy or why they never talked to each other.
They would always stay quiet or never look each other in the eye.
I always hoped I would know how it feels like. Now I at least knew the shy part , though I doubt I could ever fall in love with a stranger . That would be beyond creepy.
As I notice it is getting extremely late. I smile at the boy and ask him a question.
" so, where will I sleep, if I stay?" I say.
" under the stars". He replies
" outside?" I reply.
" sure why not " he says
" what's wrong if I stay in the house ?" I say
" you can't . It's not ....." he looks me slowly in the eye.
I feel chills crawl up my neck like I'm going to be killed or something or like he's a serial killer.
Maybe I shouldn't have asked. I try to map an exit plan in my head but then...
" it wouldn't be proper " he says.
" Wouldn't be proper?" I question
" yes, your a lady and I can't have you in my house ".
I stare, things not processing. I try to piece things together in my head of what he's saying.
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The boy in the garden
Mystery / Thriller" Stay". " pardon me". I said. Not in that rude English manner but out of surprise. " just for a little longer. Could you stay. Come intro the garden with me ". he said. An enchanted garden, a tale that exceeds time. Join the boy wh...
