I can’t believe I traveled all the way to Araby and did not find anything for Mangam’s sister. This was my one chance to talk to her and I am so upset I cannot bring her back anything. I can’t imagine what her face will look like when I tell her that I didn’t get anything at the bazaar. I wonder how I can make it up to her when I have barely spoken to her. Maybe I will buy her some things in town and tell her they are from the bazaar. Or maybe I will go to Araby another day and she will be able to go with me.
However, I know my morning routine will continue. I will wait by my winding hiding behind the blinds for her to come out of her house. Right when she walks out of her door I will quickly leave my house to follow her. Just seeing her every morning makes my day. Everyday she is more and more pretty and I wish she would feel the same way about me that I do about her. Every morning I do the same thing but I keep my distance. I wish I could get the strength to talk to her.
I remember when all the children on my block would play on the street. We would play for hours weather it was raining or snowing. We would play until Mangan’s sister would come out and tell Mangan dinner was ready. She always looked so beautiful when she came out with her dresses ad her long hair swaying back and forth. Sometimes Mangan would tease her before listening to what she said. That annoyed me because she was so nice and I don’t know why he would bother such a girl. Some days I wanted so much to join Mangan and his family for dinner just so I could spend time with her. Hopefully one day we will be friends.
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