No one thought that one day I would be able to recall the memories that I wanted to throw away because of the humiliation; the regret I caused. A seemingly meaningless dream but made me feel so heartbroken with despair. Just like every time... continuing to linger on the bench of my mind, an unforgettable film of memories opened up.
I slowly opened my eyes in a daze when suddenly a bell rang "... ring... ring!" loudly, making me jump up when my deep sleep had not yet awakened. I felt everything quite familiar on the windows; the tables and chairs; the clock; the bell and... my close friends. That's right; this was my old classroom in 6th grade, when I was young and naive when I entered the strange new school. I was still lying on the desk before the bell rang; I saw my friends still bustling; whispering and talking around the classroom.
"Never mind; I'll sleep for a while" I thought to myself
A hazy space in my mind was awakened by a girl's familiar voice.
"Hey Hey! Wake up, sleepyhead... Seriously"
I suddenly opened my half-closed eyes and was suddenly surprised
"Is...Is it you?" I was still hesitant and shy
She expressed confusion and looked at me with a resentful gaze
"You don't know me. Are you stupid? Just woke up and you're like this" She sighed with a disappointed expression.
I quickly clasped my hands and apologized
"I...I didn't mean anything, I'm just absent-minded hehe"
I didn't know I was laughing but tears still flowed down the corners of my eyes
"Are you okay?"
"It's okay, dust just got in my eyes"
I'm happy. . .
That's right; that girl was my childhood best friend. And now I'm standing in front of her; talking to her. Maybe I missed her so much but I don't know why I still feel deeply resentful every time I see her by my side. Why, I don't remember the reason but I'm still satisfied with these memories.
"Hey Hey! Look... I drew it, is it pretty?"
She gave me a picture in joy; she was extremely excited. She kept whining and asking me to see it.
"HeHe! I think I can be an artist too!"
She still smiled brightly like a flower blooming in the peaceful space. I knew that it was just a fleeting thought in my mind but it was really real.
It seems like she painted about the stars in the low sky shining with the lights of the city. I don't know why it's strange to me but I keep getting more and more absorbed in it.
"That's the night sky of stars! Woah"... It's so poetic!
For a 6th grader like me now; no one can draw better than her. I know that she has been passionate about art since she was young. Each drawing is bright like the sun; vague like moonlight, showing that her talent is truly amazing.
"You still draw beautifully as ever; I can't say because the painting has expressed my feelings..."
She was just shy and kept covering her face with her hands, which helped to hide her blushing face. I was just happy that she was always there talking to me, even though I knew it was just a dream, but I was really... happy !
"You know what?"
I was in my inner monologue so I forgot to pay attention to what she said. Suddenly; she clasped her hands together and said to me in a low voice:
"I'm also very happy to have a friend like you today...HeHe"
She smiled at me and quickly returned to her seat next to the window. My mood was quite surprised and also quite excited at that moment but the bell rang "ring! ring.." each time signaling the start of class.
Suddenly; my head was immersed in a blur of everything around me and since when did I fall asleep. Another memory connected to each other brought me into a new, unending movie.
My eyes slowly opened but everything happening around me was different from the last time...
"This is..."
End chapter 1.