A simple boy, indifferently, like anyone else, walked every morning to a wall. And every time he saw a "Hello!", That greeting was always there until he finally decided to answer.
He also scratched a "good" on that wall without expecting an answer. The next day he noticed that he was writing "what are you doing?", He stopped and thought he was dreaming, he thought it was just a joke, so he went on.
In the evening, when he came back, he saw below "what are you doing?" Wrote "?" And realized that someone was waiting for their answer. At that moment he wrote a simple "good" and left.
On the third day he had written a whole sentence on the wall saying, "Thank you for responding to me, I expected people to be indifferent and to move on," he realized that he had done good weeks and felt guilty. So he pulled out a sheet of paper and began to write:
"And I did it a while and I'm sorry, why did you write that" good "on a wall? It does not seem to be the kind of greeting that will make you want to salute back. "
And in the evening when he returned, he found on a yellow letter with a disordered writing an answer: "People do not stop at such minor things, people ignore them, they do not see all the things that could bring them near."
The boy felt intrigued. The girl had a fairly beautiful and pure thought, she was afraid to talk to an unknowing child. So he wrote again: "Can I ask how old you are?"
The answer did not come the next day. Not the next one. He did not come for a week at all, and then the boy scratched a "I'm sorry" on the wall in the morning when he went to high school.
In the evening he had a ticket. He said: "Age does not always matter, but do not think you're talking to someone who knows nothing, to know that I've got as many primes as you do."
Disappointed, but also proud of the answer, wrote back to him: "May I meet you? You made me curious".
In the morning, the ticket was not delayed, and he read it with a loud voice: "maybe I've passed them for you a dozen times and you have not met me." Now he was in doubt, he thought for a moment that it was a joke, but he had no one to do to him. Confused, he decided not to write anything back.
The next day a ball was set down near the wall: "Why are you ignoring me?" She wrote. "Because I do not know who you are and I do not want to be a joke," he wrote back.
In the evening there was another note: "I will be there tomorrow morning, I expect you at the same hour you usually pass."
The boy left, did not convey anything, but he was very impatient. He was curious, he imagined all sorts of things, and smiled.
The next morning he rushed to that place. When he got there, he found no one but saw a girl crossing the street in his direction. The closer he approached, the better he saw who he was and was not satisfied.
He was the girl he could not bear. The one who ignored them at school and lived in her world. "Hey," she said, "Go! I'm waiting for someone important, "he told him. The girl remained silent beside him. The boy waited, but he never met anyone. Angry, he left a very ugly ticket thrown to the wall, that made him quieter and made him write on the wall "I do not know what happened, maybe you had problems, but sorry for what to read on the ticket, I downloaded . "
In the evening she had an answer, "I do not need to read what I write on the note, I already know, you wrote it in front of me."
Suddenly the boy realized who he was. She realized that the unbearable girl was actually the one who had become sympathetic to her. The next day at school he tried to talk to him, but he did not know what to say and saw the reality for the first time. The fact that she did not ignore anyone, but the others ignored her because they considered her a sucker.
After hours he took courage and went to talk to him. But he was annoyed by the fact that she was behind all, and she could not believe that something so pure was hidden in her. And he was even worse, he started screaming at her and the world gathered around them, some laughing, others just smiling smoother.
The girl left, did not fight, did not say anything. She did not mean to say, she just felt guilty about herself showing parts of her soul to whom she did not deserve.
The next day at school, the coach announced his transfer. The boy was a little shocked, he wanted to apologize today for how he had acted, but now he does not have any nails.
In the evening he had turned back, wrote simply on the wall "why?" And the next day he receives a simple "goodbye."
Some people do not make too much noise when they are present, but their absence is devastatingly noisy ...
copyright: fucking-broken-child
