Does he come for me?
Many many years ago when I was a child there was a girl who lived just around the corner. She was older than me, not much, only 1 year older but at that age it was significant.
I loved to be with her. I visited her quite often, because her family had an open house. She was very kind to me, but I knew about her romances very well.
A few years later I moved from home to go around the world. Many things happened to me, I forgot a lot of things, but sometimes she came to my mind.
One day, when I was at home, I thought about visiting her. I knew she had married with a rich guy. She was glad about my visit but I saw she was very sad. At a moment she unexpectedly told me:
-Take me away from here! Please!
I was very surprised and I responded instinctively.
- All right. We may start in an hour. I packed my bags, I said goodbye to everybody and I went to the agreed place.
The event started badly because I waited for her for two hours. I started to believe that she had changed her mind, what is more, it started to snow.
She finally arrived, but it was visible that she was confused. We didn't talk to each other for a long time. We arrived to a place where had been an accident and we slipped on the road unfortunately. It took hours for us to be able to go back on the road. We became totally wet.
Her face was very hot and after a while it burned with fever.
We didn't find accommodation in the next city and she was hot and silent. It was two o'clock at night when we found a hotel.
The night passed difficultly, she had nightmares and I didn't sleep at all. Next morning she felt better. We were about to start, we looked at each other in the car and I saw something (strange) in her eyes.
I didn't know what I had seen, but I felt it and I took the road backwards instinctively when I turned out of the hotel's parking area. There were no problems on the way back.
Nobody knows this and we have never talked about her adventure to anybody. We have never met again, and I do not know what happened to her. That is interesting, but it is incredible what we psychically went trough.
So this is the story of this photo.
Robert L. Roux 08/30/2008 1:26one of life's greatest ironies
those things about us
that other people would find
so very interesting
are the things
we are most eager to forget
but we can't ...
a northern greeting
Simona B. 04/06/2008 22:00Beauty and powerful photo. It is a bridge between the present ( a lamp, a table, a glass with red wine, the colours...) and the future ( her dreams...white light). Yes it's my favourite photo.