launchora_img

In the middle of the heart

Info

So much stressed for two weeks, deprived from sleep, physically unhealthy. Then finally, I sneaked time to snooze for a minute.


I had a dream. There is a sheep with fluffy yet fuzzy fur like it was never been bath. The first time I saw it, its like a cuddling barn animal with grayish ears which may be somewhat trickery. For I, myself, has been fooled by its shape as if it was a horn.


And maybe that’s why people are berserk about this fluffy ball.

Some are murmuring. Some are taking shots. Some are looking at it with disgust and a ‘what’s-that-freaky-thing?’ I heaved a sigh. I mean ,what’s their problem with this now scared furball? For all I know, he’s lost and needs love.


This animal then took a step wanting to be free from their gaze and gossipers took a step backward in fright. Oh my poor boy, judged by those whom afraid of him.


One more step this stranger made and the crowd left… except me. I can’t leave someone who’s lost specially he’s alone. I found myself making delicate slow steps ahead for him, gently not to let him be scared of me.


5 steps or more I finally touched the peak of his nose. He yelped but suddenly forwarded himself in a way of cuddling me. Now, I’m curious finding other men, how they went nuts seeing a new specie,never known in our place, who is this sweet.


I didn’t notice how time flew by. All I know is, we spent sometime. Named him "Chuck" and played the rest of time. I made him smile, yes but there’s something lacking- his eyes, his eyes were forlorn.


This is the moment I’ve realized that I need to get him back to his own home. Yes, I can give him joy but it’s only temporary. What he need is the true love he can only find in his home.


I’ve started walking, with him beside me, wanting to search for the way but, its not easy without directions.


He then pointed something on his body where I saw a something sparkled. I went near him to see it and here I looked a silver stringed necklace with a red pendant. Scribbled the letters, I came to the phrase, “In the middle of the heart” It’s vague for me. Where is it? Whose heart? Chucks’? Mine’s? This land’s? The sea’s?


I woke up with a heavy feeling as if I’ve done a extreme sports. My little bro told me to rise because it’s already dinner time. Oh my, its no longer a snooze nor nap, I slept for five hours-but hey, what happened to chuck? It’s the mystery I never knew.



---

Hope you had fun reading, you can check my profile for more!


Be the first to recommend this story!
launchora_img
More stories by Cherlotistelane
Metamorphosis

The Coming of Age of a bully.

00
I'm Dead

A plead from the dead...

40
Masokista

Oo, masakit. Di bale, sanay na rin naman ako. Sanay nang masaktan mo, masokista kasi ako.

10

Stay connected to your stories

In the middle of the heart

21 Launches

Part of the Mystery collection

Published on August 19, 2017

Recommended By

(0)

    WHAT'S THIS STORY ABOUT?

    Characters left :

    Category

    • Life
      Love
      Poetry
      Happenings
      Mystery
      MyPlotTwist
      Culture
      Art
      Politics
      Letters To Juliet
      Society
      Universe
      Self-Help
      Modern Romance
      Fantasy
      Humor
      Something Else
      Adventure
      Commentary
      Confessions
      Crime
      Dark Fantasy
      Dear Diary
      Dear Mom
      Dreams
      Episodic/Serial
      Fan Fiction
      Flash Fiction
      Ideas
      Musings
      Parenting
      Play
      Screenplay
      Self-biography
      Songwriting
      Spirituality
      Travelogue
      Young Adult
      Science Fiction
      Children's Story
      Sci-Fantasy
      Poetry Wars
      Sponsored
      Horror
    Cancel

    You can edit published STORIES

    Language

    Delete Opinion

    Delete Reply

    Report Content


    Are you sure you want to report this content?



    Report Content


    This content has been reported as inappropriate. Our team will look into it ASAP. Thank You!



    By signing up you agree to Launchora's Terms & Policies.

    By signing up you agree to Launchora's Terms & Policies.