Mye and Myu (chapter 4)

Pale as ghost, Myu begins to show signs of bad health because of that night, an unforgettable stormy night. Myu was like having a dream, a painful dream. In his dream, Mye was like a ghost. An Imaginary figure to which he could not understand, Mye was Pale as an Angel pug of the Grave. The frightened Myu immediately woke up, he would not believe what he had seen.

“A dream is only a dream” said Myu.

Myu was very worn-out as he stood up. It was kind of hard for Myu to rise up maintaining his delicate posture. Myu looked at the mirror and evoked about what happened last night. As he was reconsidering his actions that night, he was upset and not really impressed by what he have done.

“What a Clumsy pug I am” he said gloomily.

The delightful meal he had every single day turned out to be not as delicious as it was before.

“Did I perhaps lose my appetite because of what happened last night?”

“Never did I felt like this before”

“How much clumsy could I get?”

Myu never pretended to be somebody else, Myu was always pure and frank to himself but this time, even though he is hurt and all, he pretended to be fine and cool. As he was finishing his breakfast, the taste didn’t matter anymore, he was just pursuing the thought that he was eating his delicious meal and at the same time overthinking things as if there was no tomorrow.

The time was like in slowed motion, Myu thought of ideas on becoming something cooler, way cooler than he was before but the thought of Mye being his acquaintance depleted the idea of becoming cool, though it is first in his list that Mye would be his first consociate in his exhilarating journeys.

He never thought getting a friend would be that hard. He never thought there was someone who could make him experience an upsetting feeling. He never did expected the outcome to be just like that, achieving nothing but having something unknowingly. He may not have Mye yet as his friend but he now know this, life is not as easy as what he think it is, there are always obstacles in every great goal he tried to succeed.

Outside, it was bright as a burnt out light bulb. Myu decided to take a walk. Wearing his quad shoes fitting his endearing puppy toes, his hat as colorful as his intriguing mat. His sunglasses that shines like shot silk in the sunshine. And his black shirt like no other. Taking a walk with a smile on his face, a weird mood he felt.

Upon walking, Myu saw an exciting store, it was a music store wherein different kinds of instruments were stowed, hanged, piled and sold according to what kind of instrument it is; strings, brass, percussion, etc. The entrance of the store was kind of flashy and amusing. Once someone entered, music plays and colorful lights mingled through that minor space of an entrance.

Seeing that store, his depression fades away. Myu was enlightened because music was like the way of life for Myu and he valued music as how he valued friendship.