Simple thoughts.

Just a small thing I started to think about, but I don't think I'm going to finish it anytime soon..

I walked along the railroad silently feeling the heat of the warm sun against my skin, a soft breezing blowing against me. I smiled brightly as I stopped, dropping against the ground. I looked at the metal that was settles into the ground, watching the small vibrations as I head a near train in the distance. I took a deep breath, inhaling roughly as I spread myself onto the tracks quietly. I closed my eyes feeling the vibrations pick up, getting more tedious and rough.

I wasn’t sure why I enjoyed doing this on a bright day but I knew it helped me when it came to thinking about life and what I wanted. I rolled off the tracks, brushing the dirt of my pants as I looked around, wondering where the train had gone. Shrugging to myself I yawned, starting at the small blades of grass, being sure to step over them as I walked home.

I made it back to my apartment and sighed slowly opening the door. He was still there, sitting on the floor curled up in a corner letting his hair fall over his eyes in silence. I had tried talking to him multiple times before but he said nothing, not even his name so I left him alone. The day before he had screamed all through the night until I managed to wake him up. He stared at me with a hazed expression, covered with blurred fear until he ran. I didn’t go after him. I hadn’t seen him since that night.

I walked over to him quietly and sat down in front of him, copying his position. He didn’t move a muscle as I did this. I sighed and put my head on my knee’s watching him quietly. He was older than me, but a lot thinner than I would have expected. He was taller than I was by a few inches also. Watching his silent lifelessness reminded me of when I first found him.

I was walking along the rails as always, loving the sights in the morning and I found him standing there. I went over to him but he ran so I followed. I noticed he was bleeding on his neck and head so I figured I’d help him but he refused. I lost him after following him for a short while but soon found him on the ground, bleeding out. I somehow managed to take him back to my pace and I helped with his wounds, afterwards he was silent.

        I reached my hand out in attempt to touch him but he drastically flinched away, standing against the wall. I watched him before I giggled, spreading a smiled across my face as I stood.
      “Don’t be so scared, I’ll help you with whatever you need, I promise.” I smiled as I sat on the ground. He put his hand against his face, sliding onto the ground before he started to cry. My smile faded as I stared at him with confusion.

      “What’s wrong…? Are you hurt..?” I said quickly in reaction. He soon stopped crying and looked at me, his eyes blurred with fear. I slowly reached my hand out, setting it on his head as he laid angst the ground, not looking at me anymore. I sighed as I moved away from and stared as he slowly leaned against the wall.

            “How old are you?” I asked just wanting to be sure I was correct. He didn’t look at me nor speak. I sighed and moved closer to him slowly not wanting to startle him again. I sat in front of him and put my head against my knee’s silently not wanting to push him any further. I closed my eyes and waited in silence, hoping he’d do something eventually but he did nothing.  I stood up and headed into the kitchen to get something to drink after a while, feeling hoarse as ever from not having eaten. I made a plate of random food, heading back out. I set it on the floor in front of him and grabbed my coat. I slipped it on as I watched him slowly start to eat. I knew he was hungry but the way he hurriedly tried to eat.

I smiled to myself for a short moment before I noticed his gaze.

“Don’t worry; I’ll just be on the balcony if you need anything. I’m gonna look at the stars.” I said softly before heading out the door. I headed up to the roof, unlocking the door to the roof top and sighed as I took a deep breath taking in the smell in the air as I watched the sunset. Sometimes I was unsure about myself and what I liked to do but I’d never complain about it, I loved it. I loved watching the sun, walking through the streets, saying hello to everyone and being me.

            I sat there for a long while feeling the warm but slightly cool air as the breeze blew. I turned around hearing clanks of the metal roof top to see the boy making his way over to me. I smiled. 

Reviews

[TheSweet]

Hmm, with such a small snippet and well written - I don't really have many suggestions. When you say 'finish it' I assume you mean you want to continue it. But I think with a few changes and edits - you could keep this as the little snippet it is - it prevokes thought on a fictional level and grabs a little interest as the reader gets in touch with the character.

I would say if you intend to look at this piece again, think how you could change the idea or plot to be this shyness of the boy all leading towards his approach at the end. Perhaps you could weave the idea of the main character 'unsure about' themself, and what they liked to do throughout the piece as well. Something like them reverting to their own thoughts but trying to help the boy to the point the boy changes his mind about being shy / scared.

Food for thought? :) Thanks for sharing, a refreshing read.