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Neighbours.

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I stood over the sink, washing the dishes. Being my fourteen year old self, I wasn't that tall; just tall enough for my head to reach the middle of the window. I could see the left side of my driveway and, just to the right, I could see the roundabout and the house that I dread to look at each day. The sun was just going down, making the light blue walls of the house look a slight purple. A few leaves blew in the road from the slight breeze.
I sighed. I miss how it used to be; when we were close. Now, if I was to pass her, she wouldn't even acknowledge me. It was as if our past was a different world; one so far out of reach that it couldn't be found again.
I heard her garage door being opened, saw her walk out and put the trash in the bin, where the trash will wait to be picked up in the morning. I sighed again as my eyes began to glaze over, remembering when we were best friends, without a care in the world.

It was as if I was looking through a television with my memories. I watched my ten year old self go over to knock on her front door. The door opened and when she saw me, her face lit up like it was Christmas. She grinned and you could see she was missing a tooth. The 'screen' on the television blurred then turned to another memory. We were walking towards the park, me still being ten, almost eleven. She had just turned twelve. She was taller then most twelve year olds. She had her arm resting on top of my head. I kept trying to push it off, only to have her put her arm back. She bursted out laughing and next the I know I am laughing with her, holding my stomach. The 'screen' turned again, showing us when I was about seven and I was showing her the little stuffed animals I had. Hey, don't judge me, I was seven. "And this one's name is...," my voice started to fade out as I heard the loud thud of the trash hitting the bottom of the bin.

Wow. How long was I out of it? It feels like it's been at least ten minutes. I looked back out the window and saw her walking back up her driveway. God, I missed her.
so this was a little something i thought up. kinda true, kinda not.
i wasn't really sure what category to put it in, so i thought this one suited it. i guess. -shrugs-

OH, and this is told from a guy's point of view. hopefully it makes sense. :\
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AliziaRoElier's avatar
just a thought but this should be expanded. it would make a good story.