The Delusive Dramatist from Myslenice
The girl sat in the corner of the train car, she rotated from rocking herself back and forth in a fetal position and singing to herself softly. Every once in awhile she would pull out her notebook and scribble in it, only when she was sure that no one else was looking, or so she thought. All hours of the day she spoke to herself, setting a tense scene, I could feel the lies as she spoke them, nothing she told herself was true. She knew it, I knew it, but it seemed to be the only thing she had left. I listened to her speak;
“It was August 31st and the whispering of my parents from the room below me plagued my sleep. Their voices were rushed and urgent as if somehow my parents knew what was happening in …show more content…
My parents stayed up later and later whispering in the evenings. I found comfort in Dawid, he was like me in many ways, kind, caring, and handsome. On warm summer days we would trek to the woods in order to look for mushrooms and berries of all sorts to snack on. On these days I would sit by the creek and draw Dawid while he swam, laughing, I wished that our summer could last forever. We would sit under the trees and listen to the chirping of the song thrush. It was almost as if I could smell the sekacz cooling on the windowsill waiting for me back home in Myslenice while I was in the forest with Dawid. It was a few days before the 17th of September when Dawid fell ill. It began as a small cough one day in the forest after a long swim; ‘Dawid what’s wrong?’ I remember asking. ‘Oh, it’s nothing Adelina,’ he would say before climbing the trees. Within hours nothing turned into a ceaseless cough that refused to go away. As night approached and Dawid was still not cold I knew that something was wrong. As we walked home Dawid tried to reassure me but his coughing rang out like the barks of wild dogs in the woods. Dawid grew feverish and sweaty as we arrived home, his mother laid him on a bed while I ran to go get a wet cloth to place on his forehead. Four days passed and Dawid was no better, I felt alone and scared during the night as our parents conversed harshly and quickly. …show more content…
I was sure I looked like a mess from travelling so long anyways. When the keeper came to my table I ordered the best home-cooked meal that he could give me. The food that arrived at my table did not disappoint, sausages, potatoes, sauerkraut, and bread all completely filled me while I paid for my dinner and for one night’s room. Completely comatose from all the food that I had eaten, I did not realize that the boy who was sitting next to me at the table had followed me up to my room, I also did not realize that I had not locked the door in my rush to fall
The girl sat in the corner of the train car, she rotated from rocking herself back and forth in a fetal position and singing to herself softly. Every once in awhile she would pull out her notebook and scribble in it, only when she was sure that no one else was looking, or so she thought. All hours of the day she spoke to herself, setting a tense scene, I could feel the lies as she spoke them, nothing she told herself was true. She knew it, I knew it, but it seemed to be the only thing she had left. I listened to her speak;
“It was August 31st and the whispering of my parents from the room below me plagued my sleep. Their voices were rushed and urgent as if somehow my parents knew what was happening in …show more content…
My parents stayed up later and later whispering in the evenings. I found comfort in Dawid, he was like me in many ways, kind, caring, and handsome. On warm summer days we would trek to the woods in order to look for mushrooms and berries of all sorts to snack on. On these days I would sit by the creek and draw Dawid while he swam, laughing, I wished that our summer could last forever. We would sit under the trees and listen to the chirping of the song thrush. It was almost as if I could smell the sekacz cooling on the windowsill waiting for me back home in Myslenice while I was in the forest with Dawid. It was a few days before the 17th of September when Dawid fell ill. It began as a small cough one day in the forest after a long swim; ‘Dawid what’s wrong?’ I remember asking. ‘Oh, it’s nothing Adelina,’ he would say before climbing the trees. Within hours nothing turned into a ceaseless cough that refused to go away. As night approached and Dawid was still not cold I knew that something was wrong. As we walked home Dawid tried to reassure me but his coughing rang out like the barks of wild dogs in the woods. Dawid grew feverish and sweaty as we arrived home, his mother laid him on a bed while I ran to go get a wet cloth to place on his forehead. Four days passed and Dawid was no better, I felt alone and scared during the night as our parents conversed harshly and quickly. …show more content…
I was sure I looked like a mess from travelling so long anyways. When the keeper came to my table I ordered the best home-cooked meal that he could give me. The food that arrived at my table did not disappoint, sausages, potatoes, sauerkraut, and bread all completely filled me while I paid for my dinner and for one night’s room. Completely comatose from all the food that I had eaten, I did not realize that the boy who was sitting next to me at the table had followed me up to my room, I also did not realize that I had not locked the door in my rush to fall