The Girl In The Classroom

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- declan

Submitted: June 28, 2012

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THE GIRL IN THE CLASSROOM-

The morning mist here is always very thick. The road seems never ending. Cuffing my hands together I walked towards my high school thinking about her. Oh, sorry my name is Jake Miles, I moved here from San Diego to Shinjuku, Tokyo. The name of my high school is Ouran High. I joined here the last semester. When I walked inside the school the first day something seemed a little weird, the students and the teachers behaved rather unusually. I sat behind a girl-rather cute I may add. The teacher called out our names for roll call, but the girl before me didn’t answer. Days went by but the girl before me remained silent but the students and our homeroom teacher pretended that she was absent. I didn’t bother as I liked to keep to myself. Once during our break I was sitting on the terrace, she came up as well. I decided to talk to her, I told her that my name is Jake…she just gave a blank look and said her name is Aniko. I asked her why she stays so quiet, she didn’t reply ofcourse. Days went on and I started liking her…I kept talking to her…weirdly the students stared at us when we talked…not that it concerned me. We had our lunch at the terrace everyday. She never brought anything nor did she take any of mine when I tried sharing.

I tried my best to make her smile but nothing worked. But then again amongst all the students she only talked to me. That itself was quite an achievement. The boys in our class stared at me. I thought they were probably jealous after all she was very cute.

The more time passed the more the atmosphere around me in school started to grow weird. I knew something was amiss. I noticed Aniko wore the same dusty school outfit everyday, the same empty lunch box,the same silence. But it didn’t matter…or maybe I just tended to ignore them.

Suddenly without even me knowing it, it started to feel so natural to have Aniko around…and before I knew it I was in love with her. I thought of an awesome way of telling her my feelings…I thought of proposing to her this end of the semester. I was very eager and happy. She on the other hand found my new change in behavior unusual…then again I think she knew my thoughts…

16th December…it was a very damp morning…I hurried to school as I told Aniko to meet me in the terrace before the class. When I got to the terrace she was there waiting for me. I went near her and took  out a lone rose from my bag and gave it to her and said that I loved her…for the first time I saw her give her a smile…for a minute I wanted to cry…she looked so beautifulthe bell rang and we hurried off to class…the next day I happily went to school but Aniko wasn’t present…it had been a week still she remained absent…the day was over and as I walked out of the classroom I asked one of the boys named Hiro…that whether he knew why Aniko was absent…he looked surprised and asked me how I knew her…I got irritated…I told him she sits before me everyday…he was puzzled…he told me there was a girl named Aniko in our class but she died on 17th December last year in a car crash while coming to school. He said she used to sit before my seat…told me that she was a pleasant student, very bright and smart. That she had a beautiful smile. Then he went away with a sluggish look.

I stood there frozen…if Aniko died last year then who was that girl with whom I had been talking to all this time?

We humans are nothing but empty shells constantly being filled up pain,anxiety,sadness,anger but unless we feel the joy of being in love with someone there  is no point in living…now that I no longer have her I die each and every day…along me a part of the universe dies as well…


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