♕ Yuki ♕
“Tap, tap, tap.” I said as my footsteps echoed on the lonely sidewalk. It had been raining for the whole day now which made the streets muddy – dirt, water, and soil joining together. A really great time for a filthy reunion. The weather is so smart to choose a time when I decided to wear my nice, new sneakers.
I was still walking while preoccupied in my thoughts that I didn’t notice where I’m heading. I bumped into an old lady who wore nothing but rags. She stumbled and fell on her back. Her dirty rag clothes being soaked in the muddy water made her look filthier.
“I’m sorry!” I blurted out. “I didn’t mean to… I wasn’t looking.”
The old woman was shivering. She looks so fragile. I decided to give her my coat and after thinking hard, handed her the sneakers too. I know it’s a waste but as they say: You share sincerely if you were hurt. Like giving your only dollar to a poor child. Something like that. I love those sneakers but I just can’t leave the old woman in the streets without any protection from the cold weather.
The old woman smiled up at me with twinkling eyes. She willingly put on the coat and sneakers then she jumped up and down while circling me. I did nothing but smile at her. She’s an old woman and yet she acts like a child. But something about her is weird. Not the type of weird in schools or malls. Weird as in something eerie. Something’s off about her. Her eyes. It’s the color of honey gold. It’s recognizable even in the dim evening light.
“Lad,” The old woman spoke. Her voice very hoarse. “Here.” She handed me a piece of old yellowish paper. As I took it from her, I felt something weird – again. A warm sensation? I don’t know. Then she started to walk away.
“Wait!” I called after her but she seemed to ignore my calls as she continued walking towards my house – no. The house before mine – Victoriette’s. She climbed over the fence and walked towards the oak tree and before I knew it, she disappeared. No. Not disappeared. She PASSED through as if there’s an invisible barrier between Victoriette’s house and the place the old woman went through. Maybe I was only dreaming. I blinked several times to confirm what I just witnessed and the paper in my hand is the only proof that my encounter with the old woman was real.
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Teen Fiction♔ Victoriette ♔ “Yeah. I mean – no! No!” I said mortified. “Just leave them be. I can take care of them. They’re just like you. Jerks.” “I’m not like them.” Yuki disagreed shaking his head. “I give you the respect you deserve and I also know my limi...
