Chapter 5:


Wistful Dandelion

This world is a beautiful one.

A fresh canvas waiting to be painted.

A sandbox filled to the brim.

A reflection within a mirror.

An existence so eloquently made.

I thank the stars for bringing me to this world.

“Staring into space again, Max?”

Hearing the voice of my familiar friend grounds me back to reality.

“You’re always looking up to the sky. Isn’t it the same every time? I wish I could see what you do.”

“You’re still not old enough to appreciate these things, Mel. Don't worry about it.”

I ruffle my little sister’s hair and she gives me the softest pout. I squeeze her gently, reaffirming our familial love.

“Come on, let’s go inside, it’s getting darker now.”

“Ok! And you promised to help me with my studies too!”

“Absolutely. You know I'd never break a promise with you.”

She gives the sweetest smile that fills my heart with joy. I walk with her, hand in hand back to our home.

After spending some quality time with my sister, a few people enter our home and leave very quickly afterwards. I take a short nap, and go down to help prepare dinner for the day. A few more people enter our home and I entertain them as well, before bidding farewell.

Finally, I look over my study notes and distract myself a bit before heading to bed, wondering what the next day will bring in store.