BETWEEN ART AND PARADOX
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That cross mark was there when I pulled the rest of my shirt off, a mark crossed my life.
I didn't want to breathe. I shouldn't have learned such a truth this way, I just wanted to get out of here right now.
I stood up to get away from her and those people's eyes. My eyes couldn't see anything and my head had already hit the ground. It's too late to leave here.
When I came to my senses, I met a Cenk waiting for me without waiting for me to stand up.
"Are you alright?
I'm the one who forgives after this shower of questions.
"I don't understand the truth, what are you talking about, Cenk," I said.
Unexpectedly, Cenk hugged me and started crying.
"I'm so sorry, I promise you we will find the people who did this," he said.
"What have they done to me?" ' I asked, and she continued to cry without saying anything.
While he was hugging me, the boy on the roof came in.
"Let's go, we'll have a lot of work tomorrow."
"What are we going to do?" I asked.
Cenk with his sad and pure eyes
He said, "He doesn't remember, Meriç"
After the boy on the roof shook his head, I got up and walked to the front of the door.
As always, he held my hand while I closed my eyes and waited for the boy on the roof to grab my wrist.
Although I did not realize what was happening at first, I let him hold my hand and started walking with my eyes closed.
Since we had just walked this road, I felt that I was almost home, and he stopped me for a moment.
"We have to go to the house that night next week, so prepare yourself until then. Zeynep will teach you all the basic things, prepare well."
We said we would keep walking. After walking a little more, we came to the door in front of me.
"Don't think too much, go to sleep. Okay?" he asked.
"I don't remember anything I can think," I said.
W-what you, you, he stammered.
"I know I don't remember things, but I just don't."
Still bewildered that she couldn't say anything
"Do you want to come ?" I asked.
I think I was saying that he would be very surprised, his black eyes under his black hat were opened.
He could only say " Yes".
He was very timid to her when we climbed the stairs and entered the house.
"Actually, I need a shower but I'm so scared, that's partly why I called you." I said.
"Of course it's okay, I'm here" he said.
I got my clothes ready and went to the bathroom. The water flowing from my body like a waterfall was making an effort to cleanse my heart and mind, not my body.
The water was hot this time, I took a quick shower and got out. I was comfortable because it was in my bathroom. I put on my clothes and left.
He had taken off his hat in return.
"Why do you always wear black?You don't go out without a hat? You were so angry when I put on a hat,"
"I wanted you to be like me, no need to say anything more," he said.
He obviously didn't want to tell me, so I didn't push it.
"Do you want something to eat?"
"Yes! I'm so hungry"
He replied as if he expected me to ask this question. I went to the kitchen and prepared something. It was what he bought.
He was already asleep when I came in. He must have been very tired. I let go of what I had and put a blanket over it.
After repeating what Zeynep taught me, I tried to lie down on the sofa opposite and sleep.
After that day, I never slept of my own will. Who knows, maybe I could do it this time.
The elephant sat in my eyes and I was very tired. I needed extra sleep. It wouldn't be possible with six or eight hours of sleep. After, my lashes stick together.
I woke up with the boy on the roof poking me.
"I don't want to wake you up, but Zeynep wants to meet you,"
"It's okay, I had to wake up anyway."
"Get ready, let's go, I'm waiting for you outside," he said and left.
I put on my clothes and left. I was just about to close my eyes and let him hold my wrist.
He said, "We won't do that today, you'll just walk by looking into my eyes, I won't let you close your eyes even for a minute."
"But I can't, so I'd be very bad."
"No it's okay, you're a strong person." He said and grabbed my two wrists and turned me sideways so I could only see his dark eyes.
"Take off your hat," I said.
"No, no, I can't"
"Then I'll close my eyes."
"I can't please!"
"But why?"
"Please "
I couldn't take it anymore, I let it flow. I didn't take my eyes off him until I got to that great hall.
When I walked in, I had no idea that I wouldn't be able to get out of here for a week. Zeynep made me work from six in the morning to one in the evening for a week.
I was sleeping in a room there and eating there. The boy on the roof. He never. The only face I saw was Zeynep's.
A week later, at six in the morning, the boys on the roof, Cenk and Mehmet, came and sat on the chairs.
"Come on, let's see how you are doing?" they said.
We took a mutual position . Cenk came in between us as usual and said " start
Although I felt strong, Zeynep beat me so hard that I had never been punched so hard in my life.
The boy on the roof stood up
"Okay, we can go, at least you're advanced enough to beat someone up" he said.
I mean, that day had come.
After taking off my clothes, I went to Cenk's again.
After the boy on the roof came to me and put on headphones, Cenk took the microphone from his shirt and started screaming. I couldn't feel my ears.
"Are you stupid son," he got angry.
Cenk didn't even care, he continued to laugh. The boy on the roof.
"Let's go" he said.
When we came to the door, Zeynep put me in the car while my eyes were looking for the boy on the roof.
Bade was at the house of the boy on the roof, and we were already on our way home that night.
Every time I feel like I'm close to that house, I feel like I'm going crazy, even if I'm in the forest, I feel like I can't breathe.
It was too late to go back. We were already in front of that house that had ruined my life.
After making a fist and burying my feelings in the garden of pain, we walked with the two people in my slow-paced walker and came to the door.
Cenk and Zeynep did not come with us, they were in the car to watch around the house.
It was a two-storey building. I hadn't noticed that day, it was painted in my favorite yellow color. The only thing that would trouble us was the house password.
After seeing this, the boy in the window called out to Bade from the microphone on his shirt.
"Bade can you c***k the password?"
"Just Meric"
After a while, Bade's voice was heard in my ears.
"Meriç, if I break the password, the house will immediately alarm. They have set up a perfect system. Let me tell you the password instead. You write it."
" Alright"
"25111994"
It was my birthday when he split these numbers into days, months and dates. I didn't tell the boy on the roof because the door was open.
When the three of us entered together, there was no one inside, except for the paintings. The house was completely covered with paintings.
I heard you say Arter Art Center
Boy on the roof
When I replied, "neither -what central?"
"The interior of the house is designed like an arterial art center," said Mehmet.
After stopping for a while, he said "I think it's good to go there."
The three of us left the house together and got into the car, Cenk.
When he asked, "What happened? Was there anyone?
The boy on the roof turned to Zeynep and said wearily.
"Will you take us to the Art Center?" he said.
We got there in five minutes. It was very close to home.
Cenk and Zeynep were still in the car.
The three of us went inside the art center and started walking around.
It was an art center with beautiful paintings, but there was something that just didn't sit well with me.
I took the hand of the boy on the roof and took it in front of some painting, then I took a pencil from the table opposite the painting and drew the painting.
After walking a little more, that painting appeared again, but I did not have a doodle I made. I also doodled it with the pen in my hand.
After walking a little more, we came across the same painting again, and again, there was no scribbling that I made.
Boy on the roof
"What's going on here?"
Mehmet, who was unaware of the incident, was just watching us.
"Such things happened to me a few months before that day. I saw the same things often. When I looked at the clock, I always found it at fourteen, twenty past twenty. I even thought I was crazy for a while"
I stopped for a moment and the boy on the roof asked Bade about my hospital background, and I called out to everyone in the art center.
"Does anyone have parents living here?" I asked.
Nobody inside said that his parents were alive.
Bade's voice echoed in my ears.
"There is a mental health report about Meriç Evin."
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