There was a young woman who loves to sneak out at midnight. Not to the clubs or the bars, but to the city park. There she could just be alone, free from everyone.
She’ll play her favorite songs and sing along. She’ll sit by the old wooden park bench; And when she gets bored, she’ll write her thoughts in a notebook with her mom’s old pen.
The stars and the moon were her only light every time she hangs out there every single night. The silhouette of trees and nearby houses are her only sights.
She’s enjoying inside her little world when a shadow caught her sight. A tall figure was sitting on the next bench to her right.
For a long time, nobody else stays in the park at midnight but she; So she wondered who or what could that be.
She slowly rose from her seat and took a peek. She saw a man reading a book while drinking a carton of milk.
She gathered her courage to come closer. He looked a little bit her age or older. He was wearing a smile on his face as he reads. She suddenly felt conscious and hid behind the tall weeds.
She didn’t know that he noticed her. So he stood and went up to her. He offered his hand to help her stand. She was so surprised that she reached for his hand.
She felt awkward but happy. She wondered how it would feel like to have some company. He held her by the elbows while she stood; and told her that it’s dangerous for a woman to stay out at night in the neighborhood.
He went back to his seat and picked up his book. She went back to her seat and just took a look. He stood once again and walked to her direction. He introduced himself and started a conversation.
She discovered that they were from the same university; And that he was also a mainstay in the univ’s library. He told her of his favorite reads. She told him hers.
They felt comfortable exchanging thoughts. They seemed like old friends when they talked. They talked for hours about music, books, films, almost anything. She found a male version of her in him.
The sun rose and the darkness faded. They finished the conversation that they didn’t want to end. They shook hands and said their goodbyes; leaving each other with hopeful smiles.
He left her a note in her notebook. What he wrote, I wasn’t allowed to look. But, from then on, she’s never seen alone.
This one’s originally posted here: http://lilmissmoon.tumblr.com/post/103850710492/a-night-in-the-park
I am having a downtime at work today because the Internet connection & network is down. To kill time and boredom, I’ve thought of visiting my old tumblr blog & reading my ancient posts. Haha. Tadaaaa! Because of that, I found this short fiction story I wrote from years ago. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did. Hehehe. Have a nice day! 🙂