It was late in the night when I woke up from my sleep. I looked out from a window and saw the street in front of my house. There was that girl again. She was standing like a small creature, freezing like an ice. Unlike the other nights, I went out from my house and got close into where the girl stood. When I was quite close with her in distance, I saw a girl in that cold face. Her body was not so big, but I could see the way she looked at me remind me of my late daughter.
I wonder why she stood at the street alone. So, I went outside to ask. “Hello, girl. What are you doing around here? It is late at night,” I said. She did not say anything. I asked her name and where she lives, but still she was ignoring me and kept silent. I saw her every night in front of my house since last week. So, without knowing I offered her to come into my house. I could see how her body was trembling by the cool weather. The weather outside was very bad. I even felt that my body was going to tremble, so I really want to go back to my house, but before I could go, the girl grabs my pant and she said something that I barely difficult to hear. So, I held her hand and she followed me back to my house. But then, I still did not know why she was acting like that.
Only my husband and I live in the house since my late daughter leaves us forever, but now, there was a girl in my house. I gave her a glass of Milo and some bread. I looked at that girl while she was eating the food she was so hungry and what I did was right I thought. Usually, at 12 o’clock, I probably am sleeping in that roses of bed but this night I felt a little bit different because of the girl. Again, I asked the girl’s name and surprisingly, she actually said something. “ILY, Mother.” she said with the shaky voice. I was so shocked that she called me “Mother”. Then, I asked her why she called me like that, but again she did not reply. I thought maybe ILY was abandoned by her family. From that moment, I felt that maybe she can stay in my house.
Days and days passed but, my husband never knew that ILY and I were always laughing in the kitchen, even until 3 or 4 in the morning. We ate foods and sometimes, I told ILY some story about my late daughter. She was so happy and excited whenever I told her about my daughter. Once my husband was awake and he said, “Nia, I hear you talk with someone. Who is that?” I never care for what my husband said. He kept saying that he could not see the kid and always said that I was just like Lily talking to her imaginary friend. But in one night, ILY never showed up again. That girl was like missing or going somewhere. Maybe she felt sad that my husband said like that. I realised it happened since my late daughter’s birthday which was yesterday. I felt sad and hope that ILY will come again to my house because ever since I lost my daughter she was the only one that can make me happy.
That night, I cast my mind back to my daughter, Lily that always talk to her imaginary friend. Suddenly, out of nowhere a piece of paper flew to my face. I take a look and there was a drawing of Lily and her imaginary friend. I remember that she drew it in the day of her birthday. At the back at that drawing she wrote “ILY”. I was confused because her name was Lily and not ILY and then suddenly, my husband came and said “I LOVE YOU”. She really loves you Nia.
{hahaha there you go, another story that I made up. Actually, it was supposed to be tragic at the end, but I've changed my mind. Just a short story to be shared and the name of the main character is actually mine but I've scrabble it a bit so you won't know. Hehehe}
I wonder why she stood at the street alone. So, I went outside to ask. “Hello, girl. What are you doing around here? It is late at night,” I said. She did not say anything. I asked her name and where she lives, but still she was ignoring me and kept silent. I saw her every night in front of my house since last week. So, without knowing I offered her to come into my house. I could see how her body was trembling by the cool weather. The weather outside was very bad. I even felt that my body was going to tremble, so I really want to go back to my house, but before I could go, the girl grabs my pant and she said something that I barely difficult to hear. So, I held her hand and she followed me back to my house. But then, I still did not know why she was acting like that.
Only my husband and I live in the house since my late daughter leaves us forever, but now, there was a girl in my house. I gave her a glass of Milo and some bread. I looked at that girl while she was eating the food she was so hungry and what I did was right I thought. Usually, at 12 o’clock, I probably am sleeping in that roses of bed but this night I felt a little bit different because of the girl. Again, I asked the girl’s name and surprisingly, she actually said something. “ILY, Mother.” she said with the shaky voice. I was so shocked that she called me “Mother”. Then, I asked her why she called me like that, but again she did not reply. I thought maybe ILY was abandoned by her family. From that moment, I felt that maybe she can stay in my house.
Days and days passed but, my husband never knew that ILY and I were always laughing in the kitchen, even until 3 or 4 in the morning. We ate foods and sometimes, I told ILY some story about my late daughter. She was so happy and excited whenever I told her about my daughter. Once my husband was awake and he said, “Nia, I hear you talk with someone. Who is that?” I never care for what my husband said. He kept saying that he could not see the kid and always said that I was just like Lily talking to her imaginary friend. But in one night, ILY never showed up again. That girl was like missing or going somewhere. Maybe she felt sad that my husband said like that. I realised it happened since my late daughter’s birthday which was yesterday. I felt sad and hope that ILY will come again to my house because ever since I lost my daughter she was the only one that can make me happy.
That night, I cast my mind back to my daughter, Lily that always talk to her imaginary friend. Suddenly, out of nowhere a piece of paper flew to my face. I take a look and there was a drawing of Lily and her imaginary friend. I remember that she drew it in the day of her birthday. At the back at that drawing she wrote “ILY”. I was confused because her name was Lily and not ILY and then suddenly, my husband came and said “I LOVE YOU”. She really loves you Nia.
{hahaha there you go, another story that I made up. Actually, it was supposed to be tragic at the end, but I've changed my mind. Just a short story to be shared and the name of the main character is actually mine but I've scrabble it a bit so you won't know. Hehehe}