sleepinggirlsgarden

[sleepinggirlsgarden]

Drown your stars

As soon as you experience negative emotions, write on a piece of paper what happened, fold an asterisk out of paper and put it in a jar. How long will you fill it?

Month. It took Ron exactly a month to fill this stupid half-liter jar. Maybe something went wrong, somewhere there was a glitch or the universe simply broke at the moment when Ron started it all.

It feels like various irritants deliberately surround him from all sides: a failed test, a torn jacket, a dead fish, the end of a favorite show, and the end turned out to be completely unsatisfying. That fish was the most offensive, Ron felt betrayed. It was a Christmas present, and she did not live even six months.

A month later, he again filled the can and again threw the stars into the river near the house. Something that he saw didn’t calm him at all, everything was exactly the opposite, looking at all this, he was only more angry.

“Why so ?! What am I doing wrong ?!” - Ron shouted, maybe it was a cry of despair, but only crows and a couple of squirrels heard him, no more.

***

Today it was raining, all roads are blurred and it’s impossible to follow them, but the boy didn’t give up, it’s already a habit to go to the river every month and throw his stars into it.

He stood silently near the shore, watching all the stars floating away due to the fast flow into the distance and after a few seconds he was left alone, there were no stars, no birds, no squirrels, only large drops of rain fell from the sky and did not let us forget that you are still in the middle of the forest.

Slowly rising up the slope, sniffing and wiping tears from his face, Ron walked home, but the road was really slippery.

***

The next day, all the news was cracking that a boy had been found dead in the river. Drowned. He slipped, fell into the river and hit his head on the stones, losing consciousness could not get out of the water. Reporters tried to interview the parents of the deceased, on the one hand they can be understood, everyone wants to make their article more interesting, but at least someone thought about what the parents themselves are experiencing.

He was buried by the whole village, only at the funeral ...

No one was crying, all the tears were already dry and there was nothing to cry.

He drowned with the star, but they just disappeared, but he did not.

[sleepinggirlsgarden]

Gingerbread smell

This year, too much snow fell in Saint-Etienne, it is already the third day in the city that it is snowing and, apparently, he does not intend to stop in the near future. For some, this is quite a joyful event, many educational institutions are closed due to not the most favorable weather conditions, but someone has to make their way to work in the snow and rain, and half-meter drifts only complicate everything, and even all roads were filled up so that not a single car would pass.

 But there is an exception to everything, and now, against a strong wind, wrapping herself in a scarf as much as possible, a girl is walking; any other normal person would stay home in such a cold, but not Vivienne Charby. While her classmates were sitting at home and conquering the Internet, she stubbornly went to her goal, to the library.

 To many, this fact may seem strange, why go there if you canceled your studies? Of course, there are many options, but the most commonplace is to take a book to read, but it’s an abnormal cold outside, and you can read at home after finding any work on the Internet, it’s quick, easy and most importantly warm, so yes, you’re only on the Internet hide from suddenly arrived relatives.

 Against them, she has nothing against, on the contrary, the Bonnard family, on the initiative of Madame Catherine, quite often visited the house of Charby. For the sake of decency, Vivienne could suffer an aunt’s interrogations, but only two hours, no more, and nothing would have happened, but this time alone didn’t come alone, but with the children, who were usually somewhere far away, but not this time the only ones way out in this situation, it was somewhere to go. The answer came fairly quickly, it was necessary to have a warm and enclosed space, closer to home and preferably free of charge, you couldn’t sit in a cafe for an expensive and long time, there were no interesting exhibitions in the city at the moment, and there wasn’t much time to search.

 Just entering the building, Vivi's cheeks began to tingle pleasantly, taking off her outer clothing, she immediately went to the librarian. A woman of about sixty-five sat at the table, who warmly welcomed all visitors, although today they can be counted on the fingers of one hand.

  “ Oh, my dear, I already thought that this week you will not come, that again you will avoid meeting with relatives?” - Mademoiselle Delmas, was the only person who always read it as an open book, an amazing woman.

  “ Perhaps ... But this time everything is worse than you could imagine, they came with children and for me this is an impossible test.” - Mademoiselle Delmas just smiled at these words, in fact Vivienne loved children, but the Bonnard twins are something with something, only they could destroy everything in a matter of seconds and hide the crime scene until they were caught.

  “ What do you take today?” - deciding to translate the topic, or she was not up to long conversations, asked Elise, along the way looking for a library card Vivien.

  ” Flaubert, "Education of the senses." - Mademoiselle Delmas read “again” in her gaze, but to this Charby rolled her eyes only with a sigh. Well, nothing she could do with these, it was one of her favorite novels.

                                                             ***

 In the reading room there were even fewer people, well, as they say, “fewer people - more oxygen”, and you can take any place and no one will stop you from completely plunging into your favorite work, though that couple just came here not to read books, but this little things.

 " The woman’s heart is a chest with a secret, with many drawers inserted one into another; you try your best, break your nails - and finally you find a dried flower, dust flakes or emptiness!". No matter how many times Vivien read this book, she noticed something new all the time, she even had a small notebook with quotes from this book, well, she really liked this work.

  “ Hello, do you like to read? ” - Vivien jerked out of surprise and this did not go unnoticed and nearby someone gave a barely audible chuckle that did a good thing to spoil the girl’s mood, moreover, they distracted her from reading, and they also taunt her!

 A young guy sat next to the girl, most likely also a student, and with obvious impatience looked at Charby, apparently waiting for an answer to his question.

  “ Yes, although it was a strange question, we are in the library.” - in fact, she began to be interested in reading relatively recently, she had read before, but it was at best one or two books a month, yet frequent visits by relatives work wonders.

  “ Yes...” - the guy answered and fell silent. Her new interlocutor was already beginning to annoy the girl, he not only asks questions that you can answer yourself, if you even think a little with your brains, he also openly stares at her, it not only interferes with focusing on the novel, it is simply trite annoying.

  “ Something else? ” - trying to hide her irritation as much as possible, Vivien asked. It was impossible to tell from the guy’s face whether it was possible or not, but it was clearly visible that he was glad that she took the initiative, although in truth, she “took the initiative”, it could be a stretch.

  “ What is your name? ” - in thoughts, Charby has called the guy a hundred times with all kinds of words and prayed to everyone she knew so that he would leave as soon as possible. She loved to be in the center of attention and make new acquaintances, but for some reason it was with this person, to have something in common, she absolutely did not want to.

  ” Vivien. ” - this time she was no longer able to hide the irritation in her voice.

  “ So Vivi, I'm Alain, Alain Shero, do you want to go to the cafe tomorrow? ” - And he did not give up! Either the guy does not understand the hints, or simply simply completely ignores them, another third option is that he is just a complete moron, but he wanted to believe it the least.

  “ Firstly, I’m not a Vivi for you, and secondly, we met just five minutes ago. ” - only she knows why she doesn’t like it so much when someone shortens or somehow changes her name, of course there is a certain circle of persons who are exceptions, but he is not included in this circle of persons.

  “ Does it mean “No”? ” - Allen asked and his smile became even wider, he was apparently quite amused by this situation, which can not be said about the girl.

  ” Does it mean “No”. ” - Vivienne said in response, all the while stubbornly not looking at the guy and continuing to read the book, well, or at least trying to pretend that she was reading.

  “ I'm treating you.” - the last trump cards went into play. In fact, this was not part of his plans, but the language said it faster than the guy could come up with something and ... apparently he did it.

  “ Where and what time? ” - To say that Alain was surprised, it means to say nothing, to be honest, Vivien was no less surprised, maybe she just wanted to give him a chance, or maybe just to get rid of him faster and in no case be led to free cakes.

  “ What? ” - apparently, having not yet fully believed in the spoken words, he decided to ask the guy again.

  “ Come on, I won’t repeat twice. ” - said Charby, for the first time ever, looking at her interlocutor.

  “ Meet me tomorrow, right here, at the entrance, at five in the evening, okay? ” - he said it so quickly that half the words were not understood, but his eyes shone as if he won the most coveted prize, well, or passed all the exams perfectly.

  “ Good. ” - Not yet fully grasping the meaning of the words, said Vivi.

“ Then until tomorrow, have a good time! ” - already halfway to the exit, Chereau cried out, because of which he immediately got a scolding from Mademoiselle Delmas and a reproachful glance from the man standing next to her, which is why she finished talking with Vivien so quickly, she has another companion today.

  “ Until tomorrow ... ” - the girl said in a low voice, still in some isolation from the outside world, everything happened too quickly and suddenly.

                                                          ***

The wind slowly began to subside. The street was getting darker and lights began to light all over the city. Soon Vivienne was supposed to go home, but that conversation still didn’t get out of her head, “and what I think about it, what difference does it make, maybe I have plans for tomorrow.”, But that he can stand and wait for her, in that terrible frost, immediately made me forget about previously thought things.

And what did he remember it at all? "Bright appearance?" Does they know people who are even more out of the crowd. A pleasant voice? There are people who are pleasant to listen to a hundred times. Persistence and do not look like a strange? "No, then what can ... it's so that the sternly fatty with her gingerbreads are smelling? Definitely.

                                                         ***

                                                                      And all the same she came ...

(sorry for my english)