May I Sit Here?



“May I sit here?”

The little girl is stares at me.

She does not reply.

''Does she notice me? ''

I prod her arm.

The little girl screams with delight.

''What does she want? ''

The little girl is crawling towards me.

Her eyes are an innocent gray.

Her hair is as black as the shadows.

Her dress is as blue as the sky.

Her body seems frail.



The little girl is walking towards me.

She licks her lips. She stares into my eyes.

My body is frozen with fear.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;">The little thing is running towards me.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;">My screams of terror will not be heard.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;">Maybe it was just a dream?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;">I awake on what seems to be a bench.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;">''But why can’t I open my eyes? ''

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