There was this girl that lived in that block down the street. Everyday she goes to school, like any normal kid would. However, the only thing that made her seem so different was that she always walked to school and back alone, always had lunch alone; to put it simply, she lived her life alone.
Nobody dared to tell her the mistakes she has made, because they fear the contagious disease she carries around - being alone. The same cold feeling of the world bored into her mind everyday, leaving her to fend off all dangers on her own. There wasn't a single kind soul who would guide her to the light at the end of the tunnel.
Eliorette smiled dreamily as she watched him walk ahead of her. He never failed to make her smile even at the simplest thing. Her happiness and smiles, such simple things that may seem so minute on the norm, meant a lot to her. Whenever he was around her, there was this bubbly sensation inside of her, something she had never felt before and she liked it. Indeed, she should be feeling happy but instead, she was feeling the opposite.
Maybe that's why they're called dreams, because they will never be reality. In fact, dreams are just the exact opposite of reality - the cold, harsh and unfeeling rush of worries and anxieties of the people who exist on the face of this earth. Then again, nobody said it was ever gonna be easy...
The wind blew in Eliorette's face, gently sending her hair flying around into a chocolate brown mess. Golden pillars of the sun's warm rays were thrown around in the park, slowly warming up the atmosphere. As she lifted her face up to see him with that belle go by, a prickling sensation started up behind her eyes.
They reached the end of the park, only to be greeted by the sight of a newly-wed couple, still in their wedding attire, taking pictures. The three of them sat on the ground in silence for a few minutes before deciding to do anything.
"Do you think I'll ever get a chance to see this day?" I muttered to myself, not expecting any answer.
"Why yes, you will darling," the pretty girl said to the wind, as if answering my question. As if on cue, he nodded and whispered, "Why don't we just wait?"
Eliorette felt a violent wave of warmness surge up from the neck to her face. Turning away, she faced the pavement, mumbling, "We..."
As she slowly returned to the sight of the bride and the groom, Eliorette placed her worries aside, unaware of the movement of the belle's head to his shoulders, joining in unison.
