Wicked

“Something is wrong, you need to know that, if you can hear me, please don’t fall for the lies, it just wants to fill your head with evil thoughts and such, please let us be happy. Please let yourself be happy…”

“This will be a test… It will be interesting to see how you will grow, in such a wicked world, in a world where your pardon is more valuable than gold itself, in a world where your love is infinite, except for someone… special…”

Day 1:

Wake up…

Wake up.

WAKE UP!

“What?!”

What in the world? I’m sure someone was talking to me, telling me to wake up, I guess it was just my head.

As I get up from my bed to see what time it is, a slight pain strikes my head, it makes me recoil for a little bit but it could be worse. As soon as I say that the pain starts to get worse, so bad in fact that I fall on the floor, I’m not sure but I think I passed out for a little moment.

“Hey…”

What? Did somebody talked to me?

“You remember me, right? Your childhood friend… But you wouldn’t remember somebody that you hate, you would forget him, and you would kill him inside your head…”

Childhood… Sayori?

“But I can make the deed easier, I could make it fast and painless, but I don’t deserve any of that, I need to suffer, I need to pay for what I’ve done”

I need to get a hold of myself, I don’t even know if this is real or not, but it is worth a shot to see if what I say is true.

“Sayori is that you? What are you talking about? I’m confused”

“You don’t need to be confused, it is pretty obvious, isn’t it? You are smart you can figure it out anyways, the sooner the better”

“I don’t know what you are talking about”

“You know… I’ve had a very bad depression my entire life…”

What?

I wake up once again, this time on the floor, I get up slowly this time, and making sure I don’t faint again. What was that all about? Am I getting mad? I don’t think so, but all of it, it felt so real. I know that I haven’t seen Sayori in a long time, not since she started to get up so late, but what if it’s the truth? I can’t prove anything, I can start talking about that just because of a dream I had. And now that I notice, what time it is? I don’t know when I fainted and I’m about to know when I came back from that dream, and I I’m not sure if want to know that.

“This has to be a joke…”

I hope it is, as soon as I see my digital clock I dress myself and go downstairs setting a new record, I make a “grab and go” breakfast and start running to the school. I can’t believe this, and I thought that Sayori was the sleepy head, well isn’t this the way to start a week.

I did it, I won this race against the bell, I still have 10 minutes to spare, what should I do? I could simply go to my classroom and start talking to my friends about some animes I saw in the weekend, do I have friends? Woah, I haven’t thought about that, I’m not really sure I can call them friends, they are just some… classmates…

“Hey!”

What? I’m sure I’ve heard that voice before, no way, she’s here!

“Sayori! Long time no see!”

As soon as I say that I’m running towards her and give her a big hug, now that I notice, I might have bothered her, but it doesn’t looks like it, she seems somewhat happy and impressed.

“Calm down! Calm down! What’s up with you? You aren’t like this”

“Let’s say that you were just the person I wanted to meet today, I started to think in how we played when we were little this morning, and I wanted to start walking to school with you again and let our friendship be as before”

I might have said the right words, she looks so happy now, my words are true, I want to walk with her again, I want to revive our friendship.

“That’s great! Then I’ve got an idea!”

“Tell me”

“Say, do you want to join a club?”

Uh oh, I think I know where this is going…

“I was thinking in joining the anime club, but I scrapped that idea, I might close myself even more joining that club rather than making friends”

Again, all those so called friends are just classmates, I think I haven’t felt true friendship with anyone except for Sayori.

“Good thinking, then why don’t you join my club? It is fun!”

“Isn’t your club about literature?”

“Yes”

“I’m not sure… Sayori you know me, I hardly touch a book that can be read from left to right”

“But you could start with this club! Isn’t that the objective of clubs? To make friends and share a common interest?”

“You said it, I don’t think I’ll fit in there”

“C’mon, manga is in some way literature, besides, there’s a member that also likes manga, you should come”

I want to start with our friendship again, and I also want to have some real friends, and with Sayori at my side, I think joining would be the best thing I could do now.

“You know what, I’ll go and see it, if it looks nice I’ll join”

“Great! So, how do we do it? Do I go to class and guide you? Or you can go yourself?

“I don’t want to get lost, so you should go for me”

“Then it’s settled, see you at the end of class, see ya!”

“See ya”

Time to go to class then…

“Don’t you feel something is different?”

“What?”

I look back to see someone very thin, almost malnourished, he has his neck covered with a scarf and he uses a large coat. Why he wears a scarf and a coat in the middle of summer?

“Excuse me sir, can I help you?”

“Yes, you could help me, just by answering the question I said before”

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t you feel something is different?

“I mean… I just did social contact outside from my class so… I could say that I feel somewhat different”

“That’s good, slow and steady then…”

He draws his scrawny fingers up to his scarf, making sure it doesn’t fall, he looks so thin that I don’t think it should be healthy.

“I think you should go to class now, you are running out of time, and waking up late didn’t helped, at all”

“You are right, well, it was nice talking with you”