I wrote a little short story to make the time pass a little bit faster during my seminar in Didactics. I do not know if it is a good story but it is a step in the right way when it comes to writing fiction and developing as a writer. I have not proofread anything or tried to make any changes to the composition of the story, this is the original draft; so please feel free to give me lots and lots of feedback.
One day when I was a little boy the rain poured down outside and my family had just been attending a funeral. At the funeral I had seen people crying over the death of a good friend. I knew that when someone was crying they needed a hug or some sort of comfort. And I saw this at the funeral, people with tear-filled eyes hugging each other to make the tears stop falling, and eventually they did.
The car had just parked in the driveway, the rain was smattering down on the windshields and my family got out of the car. I believed that the world was crying so I laid down on the muddy driveway with my arms stretched out, hugging the world to make the rain stop falling. What I realized that day was that a parent does not always appreciate a child’s caring thoughts, especially when it involves having to pay the dry cleaner for washing a dirty suit. What I carried with me is that in order to heal the world I need longer arms, I had to grow up.
Twenty years later I remembered my promise as a little boy. It was late in the evening and it had been raining all day. I stood up from the couch and began walking for the door. My girlfriend asked me where I was going and I answered that I was going to make the rain stop falling. When I came outside I laid down in the wet grass, stretched my arms out and hugged the world. All that happened was that I became wet and dirty. Realizing that longer arms do not help me healing the world, it would take so much more.
When I came inside my girlfriend looked at me with angry eyes wondering what had gotten into me, was I stupid or just trying to be cute? What I realized that day is that even if you try to be the best you can be someone will always be there to make you realize that it is not enough.
After an unnecessary fight with my girlfriend she said she would be leaving me if I did not stop acting childish. I knew that I could not so I started spinning counter clockwise. She asked me what I was doing, I answered that I tried to make this very last moment with her longer because I knew she would leave me. She laughed.
The next day she was gone. All because I had seen someone crying in church in the early years of my life.
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