You were walking home from school, talking with your friend about your favorite singers. You noticed the air got cold around you. Because winter was coming, the summer breeze eventually froze away. You completely spaced out when your friend began a rant about how a singer cheated on their girlfriend, and watched a girl pass by. She seemed strange. You don't know how. After she was out of your sight, you continued walking, and listened on to your friend's rant. You didn't reply or speak to your friend though, your voice was always being talked over because of all of the ranting and sobbing. Now it is another day. You are once again walking home from school. You were walking home with your friend again, and this time it is about food. Your friend wants to order pizza. You don't talk again, though. Today, the air was thinner. It was a little bit more foggier, and a bit darker. But the air didn't change. Another day, and the exact same thing happened. You finished school, all of your same classes, and walked home with your friend. You noticed the same girl that passed by 2 days ago, pass by again today. She was wearing retainers. While you were once again watching the girl pass by, your friend gossiped about how a girl hid her puppy inside her backpack. Now it is thursday. You are walking with your friend. Your friend rambles on about how bacon is simply disgusting, and you ignore it a bit. You see the same girl you saw before walk again. You watched her walk. She was now walking with a broken arm. After the girl got out of your sight again, you were alone. Your friend was gone. The air was thin and rather cold, and as you breathed you saw heat come out of your mouth, and into the air. You coughed a bit, but nothing was different. Now it is another day. School was shorter, and so was your awareness. You saw the girl walk by again, but she was wearing legguards, retainers, and arm guards. You were with your friend again. After watching the girl pass by, you were alone. You stopped walking. Where did your friend go? You thought for a moment, and then continued walking. It is sunday. You walked home from school and saw the girl pass by. She was wearing a mask over her mouth. She was now in a wheelchair. It is christmas. You walked home from school. You saw the girl pass by. She was assisted with a figure in black, pushing her wheelchair to whereever she was going. She wore a mask over her entire face. It is blank. You walked home from school. You saw a wheelchair pass by. The girl was not in it. You stopped walking. You looked down. You did not see your feet But you saw someone ignorant
Visualize it however you like. This entire story was a test. People with poor reading skills won't understand it's purpose.
Read it over again. Read it until you understand it's purpose. But give up if you like. I'm not in charge of your eyes.
Pretty sad. Good job Lidia. The girl never asked the girl what was happening until the day she died. As Lidia said, people with poor reading skills won't understand. I only read it once and after I finished reading it, I already knew the purpose.
Oh, I got the purpose long ago. I just realized that I am thinking too hard. I expected to be able to know more. The story really hit me.
I see you edited your post. Yeah, that's one part of the purpose. But there are many different translations you can make of this. Good. I was aiming to make a sad story. I was thinking of making the character go into a coma at first. The character you are. AKA the narrator. I made the character "walk home from school" on the Sunday, and the Christmas, as maybe some of you have noticed, because there is more of a meaning to them than just normal school days. This story focuses on how a girl decapitates her life while you, the main character, slowly become alone in this world. Eventually you fall into a state of a coma-like symptom, where you continously walk home from school. But that is all just in your mind. In your coma-like state, you continue walking home from school until everything around you is gone. Is blank. I probably didn't make anyone feel that, as I didn't really describe the story or write is the way I should have pointed it towards. But i'm glad at least I got some sadness. It gives the story a meaning.
