A Wish

He lay in the middle of the grass field filled with blooming flowers. It was solemn and so peaceful. His eyes fluttered open and saw the clear blue sky. It felt so out of place because of the hazy feeling lingering inside his system. It somehow felt so lonely even though he shouldn’t be. He looked around and saw emptiness. For some reason, it was too silent for him to take even though he was supposed to be used to the silence.

He watched the flower petals flutter across. A part of him felt so nostalgic of the scene. It was so weird because all these sensations came from a dream he doesn’t remember. He looked across and saw a tree, standing tall like it’s supposed to be. Feeling the heat of the sun, he went under the tree for the shade. He closed his eyes.

Then an image of a certain someone flashed across his mind.

“FOUND YOU!!”

His eyes shot open and saw a girl around his age, smiling so bright that it might beat the sun’s rays. He covered the sun’s rays with his hand then looked at the person who surprised him.

The girl giggled, “I found you!” She said.

He was partly confused yet so happy. He shook his head in utter confusion, “What are you doing? You shouldn’t even know this place...” He slowly said, pointing at his very spot to prove his point.

The girl just absent-mindedly shrugged her shoulders as she extended a hand, “I happened to catch you go inside!” She cheekily said.

He accepted the hand and stood up, “You’re weird...”

The girl brushed off the idea, “I’m used to it...” She stared for awhile then noticed something, “... Did you get a new head or something..?” She carefully said as she pointed at the stitch-like mark around the boy’s neck.

He shook his head then felt the birthmark, “I was born with it... I mean... It’s a birthmark, so no... This is not a new head.” He looked at the girl. He had to take note that she was smiling too bright for him, “Why are you even talking to me..?” He asked, raising a brow as he questioned so, “No one like to talk to me, so why are you talking to me?”

The girl put her hands on her hips, “You speak as though you’re non-existent!” She then stared at the boy’s eyes, “Why are you speaking like that?!” She exclaimed.

The boy looked offended, “Why are you speaking to me like that?!” He retorted back, “You don’t even know me—you don’t have the right!” He answered back. He threw away the music player in his hand—which he had totally forgotten. He waited for the girl to reply, “Speak up!”

She shook her head in dismay, “Your way with your words will throw away any people who would come your way...”

“Well I say, don’t speak like you know me.”

She pointed a finger over the boy, “Good point. I apologize.” She then giggled, “Then how about we start anew!” She chirped. She skipped around then paused to the boy’s side. It was to help the boy to get his eyes away from the sun. With a better light setting, the boy finally saw all of the girl’s features.

She had brown hair and green eyes, in contrast to his black hair and red eyes. She looked all jumpy, bubbly and energetic unlike him who was always dark and gloomy. She looked like the type who was popular with other people while he was the type who could ward off the people coming near him.

The girl gave a smile, “My name is Freian Risette. I live in the Sky orphanage the one across yours! And you are?”

The boy was blinded by her light for a few moments, “I’m Rosthow Stein... I’m from the Hope orphanage...”

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“Oh... It seems like you’ve woken up! Do you feel anything that hurts? No? Oh good! Follow me!”

A petite girl followed the old man and made their way up to the ground floor. She looked around, curious and such. Her eyes just went everywhere practically everywhere.

The old man gave a husky chuckle, “Is there anything that caught your fancy?”

The little girl found something interesting on his desk.

The old man chuckled once more and got the picture for the little girl to see. He looked nostalgic as he saw the smiles of the people he cared for. He looked at the curious little girl, “This picture... It’s from my friends. I made a replica since I can’t bring them here...” He showed it to the little girl, “That’s them.” He proudly proclaimed.

The little girl just looked at it then nodded upon seeing the faces. Curious, she turned it over. There she saw something written.

Entry # 138

I wanted to see smiles. So I made something pictured from what I hoped to see but never to have seen. No one really knows but some people; day by day, slowly die inside when they don’t see the smiles of those who they care for. Without happiness, we would just live to die another day...

The little girl gave the old man a questioning look.

He just gave her a pat in the head, “It just means to say that we need happiness.” He said as he accompanied her to the front door.

The little girl said her words of gratitude and the old man gratefully accepted those words. He opened the door and let the girl be engulfed by the light.

The old man smiled.

“It’s so lonely here...”