A Moment of Decision

    He thought no one would hear him cry, if it was by the river.

    A gentle yet frail hand patted his back, and after what felt like months of tears and agony, he lifted his head. The roar of the river bombarding his senses still, he could not figure out who was there. A pull; and he was dragged quite a short ways away from the water. He took a moment to regain himself, before realizing the frail, old woman out of breath.

Unflinching

Sometimes, I found her face peculiar.

Not long after my family moved and I changed schools, I stumbled upon a girl my age on my way back home. The road was long but properly taken care of - someone could use a bike to follow the road down from school to my house without cycling even once, and would get there quickly. I didn’t have a bike, though, so my trip home is more of a long stroll. Halfway through this road, there is a field with a large tree on one side, and a short way to a cliff from another. One could sit under the tree’s cooling shade and still marvel at the sky on the other side. It is there I found her.

She was holding up sandwiches to the sky.