The world once again changed and without given a forewarning the two of them were placed now in a desert.
The warm climate highly different from the past one; owned a wind which stroke their cheeks and burned them with its presence. Coughing and lost in a sand storm they could not see anything and hold to each other.
Suddenly, the storm ceased and the two of them face each other again. Surprisingly they did not feel any thirst or another essential need; this once again reaffirmed their placement in another plane different to their own.
The little girl with her fresh skin and disappointing face expression asked in a bitter tone:
“Nobody ever touched us? Is that what you are saying?”
The other one clearing her throat just to spit a lie responded: “Nobody ever touch us”
Once again another sand storm started as brutal as the last one forced the two of them to become closer and could only support each other by embracing themselves.
While this occurred the older one could only think of the truth behind her lie. She lied in order to conceal her embarrassment and misfortune. Her younger herself was indeed too young to even have knowledge of the malicious and unfortunate incident that occurred when the older one was eleven years old.
If only she knew how a piece of her innocence died on that day at the hands of a malevolent and depraved man whose intentions were polluted. He touched and tainted part of us in an instant, frozen to react and to scream we could only respond when the dishonest man’s lips almost touched ours. The memory almost gone but never forgotten with repercussions which include but did not limit to: distrust and a ruined self concept.
Whispering to the small ear placed next to her lips, the older woman whose glasses were useless due to the sand, repeated those words “we were just never good” once again only to be followed by the same apology “I am sorry for not making our wish come true”
The memories of cold, bitter, dishonest, and uncaring people who only approached us appeared and disappeared as shadows on the sand while the storm calmed itself down. The sun rapidly came down and in its place a moon came to be the light and guide to nowhere.
“Myself, I think I hate you…We were supposed to find love and be happy, be beautiful, smart and successful. I only see a dirty, stupid and pathetic woman who didn’t change and found no love. I despise you and I am glad you are dead!”
The little girl pushed the depressed and disgraceful woman away from her; just when she was falling down to the orange ocean of sand another memory escaped her unconscious and became vivid. She had a pain on her abdomen on that rainy day, and just when the tired young woman was about to cross the wet street; a car approached her at high speed and the last thing she saw and remembered were the lights of a car and a blurry sky that cried on her as she collapsed on the ground.
Staring at the starry night only these words came out “you are wrong, I did find it and I…I fell in love with love, but he did not fall in love with me”
