A Special Stranger
271 Words
This day makes me feel desolate. I wonder what did I do? I just take a walk near a cemetery. Is there any corpse that no one's relatives are there to mourn for their lost? May be there is, and I'm the one who catch the responsibility to do it. What a day...
Now I wonder, what if the day has come that I'll be the chosen one to be buried 6 feet below the ground? Is there anyone that will mourn for me? That is dolorous!
Aaaahh! What am I thinking? This feeling got me real crazy. It is better if I light up a candle and put it outside my house.
"Hey, what are you doing? It's not 'All Souls Day' yet." A random girl said.
As I finished putting on the candle, I stood up and talk to the girl.
"I'm mourning for some stranger's death. By the way I'm Silvia." I said looking directly to her eyes.
"Oh, my bad. I'm Kryxta and I want to say thank you." She apologizingly said and smiled.
Huh? Why is she thanking me?
"You're weird haha." I just said. I don't know what to say though.
"You can say that..." She awkwardly said.
"My pleasure. But I'm weirder than you." I said with full of pride.
"You're wrong! I'm the one who's weird here." She said opposingly.
I'm getting triggered as she oppose me. This girl!
"How could you say that?" I said mockingly.
"Look, I'm floating and you are the only one who can see me. You must be feeling lucky." She said cheerfully.
W-what did just happened?
@Night_Dreme
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