Writing story competition 116 || A Safe Place

in WORLD OF XPILAR2 years ago


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He did not speak, did not gesticulate and at times did not seem to listen. He had a sweet gaze and big brown eyes. He used to take trips to places never seen by the human eye. He was a special soul. Aaron was born in a place full of beautiful greenery, in a place where if you stood very still you could hear the sound of silence. He grew up with a cat, a dog and a tortoise who were what he always considered the closest thing to a family and so he was happy.

The time came when he would become an older boy and he had never known any other place where he felt safer, but that was about to change.
One day he was sitting on the stairs leading to the corridor of his house and saw a female figure walking towards him and just waited. The person he knew nothing about until that moment and who was walking determined to meet him was his aunt. It was his father's sister and she was coming to take him. She heard of her brother's death, remembered that Aaron would be alone and knew she had to go for him.

When she finally arrived, Aaron kept looking at her silently with his big eyes. He just watched her pacing back and forth as she told him things he didn't understand. She talked and talked until she stood in front of him and asked him questions that he never got answers to. It was just then that Aaron closed his eyes, covered his ears with both hands and simply travelled. Just like that, without moving from where he was, without the need for any means of transport. Just the great power of his mind and he went to the place where no one could disturb him or harm him.

It was a place where he arrived unwillingly but when he needed to, where there were many windows with lights on, as if waiting for someone to come and visit. Its streets looked like sheets like the ones he used at home, with pictures of racetracks. Some of the buildings in that city had geometric shapes, full of lights.Although it was so much strange, this was the place, besides his home, where he felt comfortable, safe, happy. It was that place that wherever he went he would always go with him, no matter the distance, no matter the time, because it looked like him.

Aaron wouldn't care where they took him anymore because whenever he wanted to feel safe he knew where to go.


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 2 years ago (edited)

A great story, thank you @esthersanchez

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 2 years ago 

Gran relato Aarón era un niño muy especial. Saludos

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Gracias por pasarte y dejarme tu comentario. Realmente hay muchas personas especiales como Aarón , que de alguna manera con sus excentricidades o rarezas nos muestran un modo diferente de ver las cosas y nos enseñan como lidiar con aquello que no entendemos. Solo necesitamos ser más abiertos de mente.

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