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Don't ever think nobody cherishes you

Ryo, a nine year old boy, is running across a field in the summer, when he suddenly sees Hime, a girl he doesn't know yet.
 

I was running across a big green field. The sun was shining above me and I was surrounded by the smell of beautiful flowers. It was such a wonderful day I couldn’t help but smile. I closed my eyes, seeing many different, warm colours on my eyes made by the sun. I opened them again and saw a girl sitting under a lonely looking tree in the middle of the field. I looked forward to talking to her, I didn’t want to spend that beautiful day all by myself. But as I came near her I could see that she was crying. Shutting her eyes with her arms leaned on her knees she didn’t notice me coming. The day’s so nice, just why is she so sad? I thought. I wanted to know more and spoke to her “Hey.” I said. No reaction. “Hey!” I shouted. Still, no reaction. Maybe she’s sleeping? I sat beside her and closed my eyes, but was interrupted by a calm, but cute voice “Do you think there are people in this world which cherish you?” “Huh? Of course.” “Of course? Aren’t you a bit arrogant?” “Why? People you like, like you too, don’t they?” “Hah! What a wishful thinking you have there. How can you be sure of that?” “Hmh…I wonder. But I actually didn’t think of this up until now. Isn’t it way more important to do everything you can to help the people you like? It’s nice if they’ll do that for you too, but you can’t call for that.” “So you like people who doesn’t even think of you?!” “Well…yeah? You can’t know what they’re thinking, though.” “…this is a very depressing kind of view.” “Did you cry…because you thought nobody likes you?” “…” “There is always at least one person who likes you.” “..huh? Who?” “Yourself. How can you think and expect people to like you if you don’t even seem to like yourself? Of course people will think you aren’t an interesting person.” “What do I do wrong..? Would you..um..help me to like myself…?” “’course!” I laughed, being happy that I found another interesting, good-hearted person. She cried again, but I think her tears didn’t come out of sadness. We were sitting there for a long time after our conversation, without saying anything, just watching the blue sky and the beautiful sunset that followed. It really was a warm day.



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