My sister HenrietaA Chapter by Nahian Bin Asadullah
I blame myself for leaving Henrietta back home. She is all by herself. What will she eat?
I then think about the stupidity of my own concern. I'm worried about her food when I should really be worried about her safety. What guarantee is there that she won't be monster food? None. She might actually be dead already. Oh my dear little one! I imagine her staring at me with those dark blue eyes with undivided attention. I know for a fact that if it were her she would never leave me alone. It's not something she's good at. We're different in so many ways. For one thing, we even look different. I'm dark as the night, and she's fair as the snowy day. We're, in any other word, an oxymoron. or maybe we were? I don't know. I have to find out a way to communicate with her. Oh deary, please don't die. © 2015 Nahian Bin AsadullahReviews
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2 Reviews Added on August 17, 2015 Last Updated on August 17, 2015 AuthorNahian Bin AsadullahDhaka, South Asia, BangladeshAboutI'm an aspiring writer who wants to get published some day. more..Writing
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