“Are you getting my texts???” she texted to him. He glanced at it and chuckled under his breath. Of course he was getting them, but if he wasn’t getting them, how would he ever be able to answer? He put the phone down and continued on his project. He was ignoring her texts and he planned to continue to do so.
It went through such rapid contortions that the little bear was forced to change his hold on it so many times he became confused in the darkness, and could not, for the life of him, tell whether he held the sheep right side up, or upside down. But that point was decided for him a moment later by the animal itself, who, with a sudden twist, jabbed its horns so hard into his lowest ribs that he gave a grunt of anger and disgust.
Hopes and dreams were dashed that day. It should have been expected, but it still came as a shock. The warning signs had been ignored in favor of the possibility, however remote, that it could actually happen. That possibility had grown from hope to an undeniable belief it must be destiny. That was until it wasn’t and the hopes and dreams came crashing down.
There was a time when he would have embraced the change that was coming. In his youth, he sought adventure and the unknown, but that had been years ago. He wished he could go back and learn to find the excitement that came with change but it was useless. That curiosity had long left him to where he had come to loathe anything that put him out of his comfort zone.
What have you noticed today? I noticed that if you outline the eyes, nose, and mouth on your face with your finger, you make an “I” which makes perfect sense, but is something I never noticed before. What have you noticed today?
He took a sip of the drink. He wasn’t sure whether he liked it or not, but at this moment it didn’t matter. She had made it especially for him so he would have forced it down even if he had absolutely hated it. That’s simply the way things worked. She made him a new-fangled drink each day and he took a sip of it and smiled, saying it was excellent.
Waiting and watching. It was all she had done for the past weeks. When you’re locked in a room with nothing but food and drink, that’s about all you can do anyway. She watched as birds flew past the window bolted shut. She couldn’t reach it if she wanted too, with that hole in the floor. She thought she could escape through it but three stories is a bit far down.
It had become a far too common an event in her life. She has specifically placed the key to the box in a special place so that she wouldn’t lose it and know exactly where it was when the key was needed. Now that she needed to open the box, she had absolutely no idea where that special spot she placed the key might be.
It was a concerning development that he couldn’t get out of his mind. He’d had many friends throughout his early years and had fond memories of playing with them, but he couldn’t understand how it had all stopped. There was some point as he grew up that he played with each of his friends for the very last time, and he had no idea that it would be the last.
Sleeping in his car was never the plan but sometimes things don’t work out as planned. This had been his life for the last three months and he was just beginning to get used to it. He didn’t actually enjoy it, but he had accepted it and come to terms with it. Or at least he thought he had. All that changed when he put the key into the ignition, turned it and the engine didn’t make a sound.
As she sat watching the world go by, something caught her eye. It wasn’t so much its color or shape, but the way it was moving. She squinted to see if she could better understand what it was and where it was going, but it didn’t help. As she continued to stare into the distance, she didn’t understand why this uneasiness was building inside her body. She felt like she should get up and run. If only she could make out what it was. At that moment, she comprehended what it was and where it was heading, and she knew her life would never be the same.