“The chill in the air woke me up; I forced myself to smile. The feet of the lucky rushed by, nervous about being late to work. The cars passed while kids screamed to their parents, not wanting to go to school.”
The chill in the air woke me up; I forced myself to smile. The feet of the lucky rushed by, nervous about being late to work. The cars passed while kids screamed to their parents, not wanting to go to school.
Another day of seeing our problem not being resolved. I had to smile though, to show that I knew it would happen. Today would be the day. The sun was still rising over the endless horizon of the sea. I stretched and immediately noticed a pain in my shoulder; I had slept crookedly again. When my spine rolled up off the ground, the hard rocks sank into my skin. But today was different. I felt it in the air. A little kid wearing a navy blue school uniform walked by, tugging his father’s sleeve. Both were wearing hats.
“Please, Father! Please! I promise he won’t eat all the cheese! Can we ask his mom?” His father’s hands clenched, and his face turned red.
My father would’ve taken his belt and given me a good bruise down my back if I was six and asked him anything.
The doves flew in, bringing with them a love song and flying away at the slightest movements. The water was yet so violent. The waves so big, one would be careful of surfing. Even though it was mid-September, the weather was getting cooler.
I rummaged in my bag and found two Oreos a little girl kindly had given me while her mom wasn’t looking.
“Breakfast,” I mumbled and ate the cookies.
My Cardinals cap still laid empty next to me, except now it had a Twix wrapper in it.
Probably some half-hearted greedy person thought my hat was trash. But soon, the wrapper was carried away by the wind.
After an hour or two, the streets were calm, everyone at their destinations except for me. My destination was right where I was. I watched the waves, finding myself very bored. I started dancing, but no one was there to appreciate it.
I realized I smelled like expired milk. That might be why nobody wanted to be with me. Maybe I could go down to the shore for a quick, clean bath. No one was there to see me.
I decided to go and left my bag by my spot. I ran down the stairs that led me to the beach. Down by the shore, I took off my clothes and jumped into the water. After swimming a bit, a big wave started to form, but I was too into the water to swim back in time. The wave five times my size crashed on me as I frantically swam to the shore. But as the wave hit me, I felt all the air left in me leave.
Waking up on the shore was a big surprise. The first thing I saw was an even bigger surprise.
She was blond and looked about twenty years old. That was all I could make out of her, but she looked at me in concern.
“Are you okay? You were knocked out pretty long.” She brushed the hair out of my eyes and looked me straight in the eyes.
I said I was okay and checked that my clothes were on. I was in my clothes, which was weird since I had them off a while ago. Maybe she’d put them on? She helped me go back to my spot by the street and wrapped a towel around me even though I was already dry.
“It’s three in the afternoon, by the way. You should eat something.” She caught me eyeing a food truck across the street.
“Yes, please.” My stomach spoke for me before I realized I was asking a stranger for food.
“Hamburger?” She rummaged through her purse and pulled out a twenty, making her way to the Burger Shack across the street.
I licked my lips.
After gobbling up the delicious hamburger, the lady said she had to go. The sun started to set while people started coming back from work. More busy feet and crying and complaining, when I should have been the one complaining since I have the street as a home. Everyone walked past me as if I were nothing.
But then, about an hour and a half later, four men in black uniforms and earpieces walked up to me, looking like they were lost or tired. Uh-oh! Why are they here? Did I do something? But before I could come up with an alibi, they stepped aside and made way for a blond lady.
A blond lady! I immediately got up and recognized her as my savior from the waves. She said nothing but took a paper from behind her back and held it out to me.
I looked at her, and she nodded with a warm smile. Shakily, my hand reached out for the
paper and took it. It read:
For those in need
Head of Public Attention,
I looked around and saw the construction workers and trucks had started to come in, the men examining blueprints. They were starting to build some places I could call home as I had requested five years ago. They settled down a couple blocks into the city and started to build.
I smiled at her. She smiled back. At last, peace.
You are so talented.
Hopefully you will go on writing, and sometimes share with us.
Con mucho carinio.
Ulla (abuela de Julián)
Que lindo cuento Amaia.
Que talento para escribir.
Aprovecha siempre de este don que tienes.
Con mucho carinio
ULLA (abuela de Julián)
I liked it very much. Amaia describes the situation with easy and fluently language. I enjoyed the story very much.