Abandon

Well it's been a minute since I blogged. Not that I have readers or anything. Anyways, here's a short story I composed earlier this week.

A young woman walked down the street, her eyes distant as the planets. She walked with her head down, hands jammed into her coat pockets. She mumbled to herself, "this sucks. I feel like I'm stuck in a bad episode of the Twilight Zone," she fumed, a tear prickled her eyelid. A whimper derailed her mopey train of thought.

She raised her head. Something, no someone was sitting on the curb. They were dressed in an oversized brown coat.

"Are you okay?"

The hunched over person didn't respond.

The woman put a gentle hand on the person's shoulder. "What's wrong?"

"You've abandoned me," the person replied in little more than a whisper.

The woman stepped back. "I don't even know you."

The person looked up. "Sure you do. I'm the dream you gave up."

"Impossible." The woman stared.

"You waved the white flag."

"I..I..I didn't give up. It was too hard to keep dreaming and trying." The woman felt the warm tears travel down her cheeks.

The dream/person replied, "you lost sight of your gift. Doubt clouded your mind. You didn't believe in yourself."

"I've tried. I'm trying." The woman reached out to touch the dream/person but they slipped through her fingers like water.

The woman stared from the crumpled brown coat to the mirrored sky. "I believe in myself."