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I wrapped my shoulder bag around my shoulder walking casually too the park, the wind blew my curly red hair and brushed against my fair cheeks.
I sat in the park alone sitting down on a bench, I swung my legs back and forth watching the giggling girls pass by, I sniffed then rubbed my nose. It was cold today.
A tall boy entered the park, he was scrawny and his hair was black and messy. He looked tired and weak. His arms were long; his feet looked to different sizes. The boy looked up, his black eyes looking at me. I smiled warmly.
“Hello Lee” he said then parked his bike; I raised my eyebrow then pointed my thumb to the no bikes sign. He sighed then rolled his eyes “I never listened why now?” he asked then sat by me. I rolled my eyes and lowered my thumb.
“How has it been?” I asked looking at him
“The usual, boring.” He said looking at the pavement floor beneath the bench he seemed to have a far-away look in his charcoal eyes.
He looked uneasy more awkward than he usual did.
He caught me staring, and I coughed. “What’s wrong?” I asked slightly worried
He smiled but it soon faded, he looked up at me his long face
“Do you believe in ghost?”
I looked at him startled, I never expected that question.
“No” I said but didn’t completely believe that I did.
“Oh” he sighed then stood up “I gotta go Lee “he finally said then walked over to his bike swinging his leg over. He glanced up at me then drove out of the park without looking back.
I heard the rain pit patter on my bedroom window, I raised the blankets covering my lips, and the lights flickered on in the living room I saw from the crack under my door.
“Did she take her medication?” my dad asked
“Yea and she’s asleep” my mother’s voice said
“Okay” my dad’s voice answered
I closed my eyes then heard the creaking of my door. I knew it was my mother by the sound of her shoe’s make when she walks.
She walked nearer to me sitting on the edge of my bed whispering a short prayer before leaving. I opened my eyes taking a deep breath.
“Good night Ma’”
-Two days later-
I slipped on my black muffs then rushed downstairs: it was two o’clock on a winter day. October the seventeenth.
I saw the pills and grabbed them I stuffed two in my pocket then put the pill box back down. A deep voice spoke.
“Lee?”
My dad.
“Yea?” I asked not turning around
“Everything alright?”
I didn’t answer only nodded a ‘yes’ then left out of the house before he could say anything else.
The winter air chilled me too the bone, even though I was wearing two jacket and muffs. My hair hung to my sides as I walked to the park. I expected him to be there. I walked in the park entrance; everyone was inside probably drinking hot coca. I didn’t see him so I sat down on the bench waiting.
He arrived and apologized for being late, I said it was nothing and he sat next to me. His bike parked near the no bike sign. He didn’t make eye contact with me, staring at his own bike.
“How far do you live?” I asked curious
“Pretty far” he answered still not looking at me; I coughed then rested my chin in my palm. I don’t know why I talk to him. He’s just here, like I am. He’s unusual and lonely looking. Like me. Different from everyone else. Something draws me too him but what?
I look at him for a moment. He’s strangely miss shaped which I wanted to ask why but held my tongue.
He caught be staring “why is it?” he asked
“o-oh nothing” I stuttered then looked down at my lap I suddenly remember what he had said yesterday.
“About yes-“the wind blows strongly and I protect my face. I look in front of me and everything seems clouded by mist. I coughed again then looked too were he was.
He’s gone. I panicked and touched the seats were he had sat. It was cold- not warm. I quickly get up and notice his bike is missing also. I open my mouth I called his name repeatedly ‘were could he have gone?’ I thought the put the hood over my head. I sniffed then coughed wildly. I dig in my pocket swallowing down a pill. It eases me. I hug myself and walked out of the park but not in the direction of my home. I didn’t want to go home yet. Not now.
O 2:53
I sat on my twin sized bed the tempter of the room keeping me warm. I plopped on the bed my legs hanging off. I back tracked what I did today.
1. Take medication
2. Go outside
3. Met friend
I stopped on meeting him; I remembered that he wasn’t wearing anything warm. No jacket no nothing- and that he had the same clothes on from two days again. ‘Maybe his mom washed it’ I thought ‘but what mom makes there son go out like that? It’s ridiculous’ I sat up the walked to my closed window. I gazed at the wet lush grass. It started to drizzle. In the corner of my eye I saw a black wing; I gasped then staggered back looking at the window. Nothing. I sighed overreacting ‘what has gotten into me?’ I thought saying it out loud. I walked to the window staring at my lawns grass. Something flew towards the window and a squinted my eyes. A crow- yes a crow. It collided against my window sliding down slowly, my eyes went wide and I covered my mouth with my hand. As it slid down and blood appeared. ‘What in the world’ I stepped back. The crow slid off my window and fell to what I believed is its death. My heart pounded against my skin. My hands over my chest. I relaxed my shoulders ‘it’s only a dumb crow’ I thought trying to calm myself. The bird flew past my window and I was sure it was supposed to be dead. I dropped to the floor on my bum screaming.
My father and mother rushed in, my mother wrapped her arms around me and I looked at the ground about to sob as my father checked the room. He looked at the window then at me.
“Everything’s fine”, he turned around ‘why were you screaming?” I look up at him bewildered ‘doesn’t he see that blood!’ I screamed inside my head “can’t you see the blood?” I asked choking on my words. My dad moved out of view then looked at the window “no there’s no blood Lee.”
I glanced at him then at the window. He’s right- there is no blood. “B-but” I stammer my dad shakes his head and my mother walks me over to my bed. “Sssh Lee.” She says then leaves the room with my dad. I could here them whispering ‘she’s getting worse.’ I scramble under my bed sheets and close my eyes ‘maybe I am’
I run through the dimly lit corridors, I don’t know how I got here or what I’m running from. I just know I need to run. My breath is unsteady, and I get even more tired as I run. Sweat drips from my forehead. I take huge steps then slid. I stopped then glanced back- I knew what I was running from. The shadows. I looked back in front of me then started to run gaining more speed. I saw a beam of light- I followed it, it was luring me to it for some odd reason. Maybe because ‘the light shall lead me through the dark?’ I’ve heard that line before. I ran towards the light which seemed to get further and further. Finally the light brightens and blinds me, I shield my sensitive eyes.
I feel the light dimming then open my eyes slowly lowering my hands.
I was in a hospital, a small hospital. The hallways were filled with nurses moving back and forth from one room to the next. I looked at them ‘w-what?’ I thought. ‘I have never had a dream like this I don’t know what to do.’ I walked cautiously down the hallway observing room and room. The nurses were tending to the sick patents. A scream ripped through the air which made me jolt out of my daze, I look around panicky. I nurse bumped into my but didn’t turn around to say sorry. I followed her. A doctor and two other nurses appear.
“Melinda, the boy’s room.”
“I know” replied the nurse picking up speed. We reached a white and gray room. The doctor slips on his gloves then stands over the person under the blankets. I slowly walk beside the man staring down at the covered body. It’s breathing.
“Melinda, Amanda, Sarah”
The nurses nodded and what I believed to be Sarah rolled a tray over. She was heading towards me, I quickly move to the side. “I don’t know what too do with this boy. He’s illness is unknown. He’s suffering greatly.” He said and rubbed his gloved hands together thinking of what to do.
I tilt my head to the side there were only medications on the Table, neither scalpel’s nor utensils. I reach inside my pocket fingering my pill. Then I glance at the tall boy. His legs hung off the silver table. The doctor was looking at the prescriptions and the nurses were talking about what the illness could be or what they should do. The boy wiggled then let out a sorrowful cry. They turned around and the doctor cursed. “He can’t just go on like this- and we have too many patents in this small hospital” he took one of the bottles then continued “This stuff is expensive. And we have to supply it to everybody- EVERYBODY” he raised his voice which made the boy cry more. I grimaced then walked to the opposite side of the bed. I looked at the body under the sheets then touched the edge of the blue sheet. I was tempted to pull the covers off – to reveal this face filled with so much pain, this thing reminded me of myself in a disturbing way. I curled up the top seeing hair I was ready to pull it fully off until the room when dark.
I woke up.
My dad rushed in grabbing me by the shoulders. He shook me “Lee, lee!?” he yelled and I didn’t shake my head, it just bobbed while he shook me more. Sweat covered the bed; my mom was dialing the hospital. I tried to speak but only the sound of gargling came out. I couldn’t move- I couldn’t speak.
My dad became blurry and the room seemed to rotate. I blacked out.
“Clear!” yelled the unfamiliar voice, I smelt iron and felt it under my cold body. My vision comes back and a man with a mask over his nose and mouth stood over me with two things in his hands. I didn’t know what they were. My vision blurred a little and my I felt myself slipping.
“Clear!”
I felt a charge of electricity rush through me, I gasp then jolt upward. The doctor stumbles back. I plop back down on the bed. The doctor rubs the two Dipibulater’s together then another bolt of electricity goes through me. The doctor looks at the heart scan then sighs. He slips off his mask. “Were good.” He says relived. He looked down at me “it’s going to be all right.”
My eyes shifted from left to right- I didn’t fully believe that I was going to be alright. Mentally. A nurse sat down keeping an eye on me. The others left. She introduced herself as Maria. ‘What a pretty name…’ I thought my eyes growing heavy.
Two people appear, one crying over me the other on the verge of tears.
“Hey ma and pa “I greet them
“Lee don’t scare us!” yelled dad and he held his hand in mines gently, I thought I saw a tear roll down his cheek. I smiled weakly and the nurse left.
The doctor and nurse came back in instructing my mother and father too leave the room and let me rest. Maria escorted then out of the room. I could here my dad sobbing.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath; a flash of a hospital image runs through my mind. My eyes shot open. I couldn’t fall asleep.
I felt a strange presence then looked over a boy was standing at the end of my bed, my heart raced and my breath caught in my throat. I coughed.
“Lee…” the familiar voice said, it sounded sad.
My heart beats to it’s normal rate “Oh hey Damitre” I then sat up “wait how’d you get in here?”
He stayed quiet then moved from the end of my bed to the side “I didn’t hear you come in, how…” my voice trailed off.
He smiled warmly and it sent chills down my spine. The smile faded “no need to worry, I just want to know if you’re okay.” He reassured, he raised he hand then hesitated. Damitre felt my forehead then stayed silent. His hand felt as cold as ice.
“D-damitre…” I stutter
He slowly slipped his hand away; I suddenly heard the ring of a bicycle bell. I blinked and Damitre was already to the door opening it.
“Damitre wa-“
He already left and my parents rushed in not seeming to notice Damitre. They stood in front of me and kissed me on my forehead; he quickly stopped then looked at me “Why Lee you’re cold.”
I nodded, the room was cold. I raise my blankets not being able to let sleep grasp on to me.
O Christmas. 1:00
I sit up watching the snow fall; I swing over my legs and walked bare feet over to the closed window. I gaze outside with a dreamy look in my brown eyes. The houses were covered with blankets of white snow. The nurse Maria put a heater in the room keeping it warm. I had the dream again; this same thing unfolds as the last time. I run my hands through my straight red hair. I walk away from the window and slip back in the bed hearing soft footsteps. I thought it was Maria but Damitre appeared. The sound of a bell rung in my ear but I ignored it.
“Damitre”
“You weren’t at the park”, the door closed behind him and he took a set on the blue chair.
“Of course I was here I am still sick”
He hung his head low “I know lee, you still didn’t answer my question” he gave me a sad look.
I tilt my head to the side “what question?”
“You forgot…we were at the park and I asked you-“
“Do I believe in ghost?” I finished wondering were this was going. He nodded “Do you?”
“I don’t know.”
Damitre scratched his head then stood up walking over too me “what if I told you I wasn’t real? That I am not here but here at the same time?”
I looked puzzled and scared “D-damitre?”
“What if I told you my soul is here but not my body?”
The door swung open and Damitre vanished right before my eyes. The nurse came in.
“Sorry to keep you waiting.” She apologized.
I mouth was gaped open forming an O; Maria looked at me “Lee are you all right?”
All I could do was nod. She hooked up the heart rate monitor. My heart rate was a little faster.
“Hmm’ the nurse said “I’ll be back don’t move.”
‘Like I could’ I thought then sighed, I run my hand through my hair again then stopped, I bring my hand to my face and see my red strands of hair caught in-between my fingers. I winced.
I heard the door creak open “Maria I’m getting-“
“worse.” Said Damitre and closed the door silently “worse, you’re getting worse”
I raise my covers to my mouth protectively.
“Do not worry Lee I won’t hurt you.”
I didn’t trust him “what the hell do you want?”
He was surprised to see me use such words, “Lee I…I” he looked at me.
“You what?” I loosened up lowering the white sheet.
“Want to say bye.”
“Bye?”
He raised his small hand and touched his ear “its coming can’t you hear?” he asked then I saw a tear roll down his cheek.
“Damitre are you-“
“Yes…” he lowered his hand and the sound of a bell rung through the air again “there coming Lee for me, I’m fading.” His hand started to become clear, I gasped and jumped out of bed rushing over to him “Damitre!” I yelled, and wrapped my arms around his waist, the only part I could reach. He was so tall.
I could feel his hand running through my hair, I sobbed “what’s going on?!?” I yell.
He kept quiet; I could see his body fading also.
The bell sound came again. “And what is that!? Why am I having these dreams?”
“Lee…I can only answer so little.” He said in a weak voice.
“Im so sorry”
“Don’t be...” there was a moment of silence “Lee I am the boy you want to see so much. I Damitre am the boy under the white sheet.”
I gasped then looked up at his face, tears poured down. I sniffed. “H-how? Is that what happened to you, they did that too you?”
He shushed me, he backed away and my arms fell to my sides. I was kneeling.
“Don’t look so sad Lee I don’t like to see you sad.”
I stood up and stared at him, his body almost sparkled. Wind blew even though the window was closed.
“Bye Lee, it was a pleasure to meet you.” He waved his hand, and closed his eyes waving good bye. A smile played across his lips “I’ll see you soon!”
The bell sounded again but this time louder….Damitre disappeared and so did the sound of the bell.
Maria came back, and I was kneeling on the ground again crying uncontrollably.
O April third 2010.
I sat on the porch watching the toddlers across the street play with there toy horses, my mom and dad were in the house cooking. Today is my birthday; I tried to forget about Damitre but failed. The dreams had stopped five days after. The sun shinned bright in the blue sky. I smiled. I wasn’t supposed to make it too April, my due date was January. But I had surpassed that. The chair rocked back and forth and I closed my eyes.
The warm wind blew my hair. I was in peace; I could hear the sound of giggling children, then the sound of a mother calling her children inside. I opened my eyes and I knew I was going to die sooner or later, I just hoped it was later. An image of Damitre’s smiling face flickered through my mind. ‘What did he mean by I was joining him soon?’ I thought and heard my mom calling my name; suddenly I heard a soft sounding of a bell.
I closed my eyes again, my body felt faint and I could feel my soul slipping away painlessly. ‘Sorry ma and pa I won’t be joining you for dinner…I have other plans.’
I floated in the air, joy filled my soul. I felt another presence and opened my eyes. The figure chuckled then reached out his hand too me. I noticed he looked different from before, his hands were the same size and so were his feet. All were in perfect place. His once messy black hair was combed back.
I reached out my hand toward his.
“Welcome home Lee.”
- 1996-2010
- Rest in Peace, Lee Marcel Porter.
[I made this story too pass the time, for people who are slow. Damitre had gaintism and Lee had Kemo cancer ]
- Please tell me if it's good. Comment below
 Gray Walls · Sun Jan 30, 2011 @ 02:58am · 2 Comments |
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