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Sunday, September 13, 2009

She Got Shot


She can still see it clearly, it was in the middle of the afternoon, the heat was stifling but she didn't mind because there was a cool breeze kissing her face. She was walking on her way home, a bit weary and tired but she doesn't know why. Maybe because of the heat. As she was walking she was staring at the road, counting pebbles on the ground, got nothing better to do. All of a sudden she had this feeling of something weird but familiar, she looked up and there she saw this oh so familiar face. The face that she keeps looking for every week at church, the face that always seems to pop out of nowhere and just gives that crooked smile that always makes her tummy do somersaults.

She see's him once a week at church, she doesn't even know his name but when their eyes meet they both give that smile, simple and shy but it never fails to complete her day. He has this magnetic affect on her and she couldn't tell why, he's this mysterious guy that intrigues the hell out of her. Unluckily they never got formally introduced.

When she saw him look up she smiled and waved, internally struggling how to talk to him when she doesn't even know his name. She opted for the over friendly approach and asked him what he was doing there (in her school). They had a short conversation about it beside a big tree that she would have gladly leaned on because her knees suddenly turned weak, the kind that strangers would have in an attempt to be comfortable with someone they do not interact with regularly.

After the chat she said goodbye and went on her way. She absently looked at the trees she was passing noting her heart beating loudly against her chest. she hoped he didn't hear. Well actually she secretly hoped he did. She had a couple of stops before heading straight home. She was walking towards the parking lot where her ride would be (a public vehicle) when she saw that face again. Her heart skipped a beat. She tried to smile and as she sat down beside him she was awfully aware of every sensation she felt when her arm touched his accidentally. He was friendly and talked to her, she tried her best to keep up with the conversation but she couldn't concentrate. when she thought he asked something and she didn't hear it clearly she just gave him that dumb smile that could be an excuse for anything.

Then it was her stop, it was all so fast. As she was stepping out of the vehicle her mind seemed stuck. All she could see was his crooked smile and for the first time she realized she was shot through the heart.