Peter:

I’ve finally navigated my way home, I went straight to bed immediately after getting a shower. My body ached from too much walking and running, I felt really tired.

It was exactly what I wanted, I would be able to sleep quite easily with fatigue. The Jog was really exhilarating, I felt glad I tought about it, it was a good idea.

My mind went to my Dad. I wondered where he was and what he was doing that is so important he had to leave today and couldn’t call me. I wished he had called me to ask how I was holding up and probably wish me a Goodnight. My persona might say otherwise but I really needed him right now. He is caught up in his own world right now and perhaps I should do the same.

I remembered the girl. What was her name again? Oh’ I forgot to ask for her name.I tought about the guy trying to intimidate her, I wonder who he is, he looks quite unstable. I didn’t get close enough to understand what were arguing about clearly.

Taking a walk with her felt soothing. I felt free from all anxiety listening to her talk. She had such a calm captivating and soothing voice. I couldn’t supress my snigger when she tried to humor me with her hilarious stories. I was glad I allowed her to humor me given how I intimidated her at first.

Her smile that seemed so innocent and heartwarming, she seemed to smile a lot and has an addictive smile just like my mom. I couldn’t resist returning her little wave at me. I remembered how she talked about his Dad death, she seemed to understand a bit of my pain.

I had to stop her from talking more about it because I could literally hear the pain in her voice as she spoke about it. I had to make her talk about something else, I felt glad I did.

I remembered the trick she said about staring at her father’s face before sleeping to probably dream about him. It was a trick I was willing to try. I reach out to my Mom’s picture and stared at her beautiful face. I traced the outline of her hair curls with my finger; she had such beautiful hair, it was such a sick sight to see her lose it all. Sadness was seeping into my hearts again, I tried to shake it of.

I stared at her picture for few more minutes before resting my eyes to sleep with an heart filled with hope I would see her again.