Call it coincidence or fate
The journey back on campus was quite a long one, I felt tired and weak. I got to my hostel, unpacked, took a bath and decided to sleep and await what tomorrow may bring, in the middle of my sleep...
ring! ring!
"hello"
hello, I am the man you met in the bus. do you have time?
yes please.
"hope you have arrived"
yes
"ok"
and with that we talked for a while, a few minutes later
" remember, tomorrow it all begins. after lectures remember to call me"
"ok"
I fell asleep
morning came and I prepared for lectures.
a week passed and nothing of what the man said happened, he continually called me and did what he thought was helping me.
later I didn't call him when he told me to and eventually it all died out.
he never called again and I didn't too, to the point that I lost his contact.
the following week people started noticing me,
when I went for lectures, people noticed me and started calling me pretty, don't be mistaken I am actually very pretty but I didn't want to be noticed for that,
I wanted to be known for my struggles and how it has changed or has not changed me,
was it for the good or for the bad, should I let go or not and so much more.
people started to notice me, a girl who didn't want to be noticed.
it became too much that I began feeling uncomfortable, at that moment I wished the man had called me but he never did, all that was left with was his words.
I looked everywhere for his number but I never found it.
I had to face it and be careful like he said.
but it was becoming too hard to be careful when the guys were approaching in their numbers and they were all cute, handsome and everything a girl would want in a man.
could it be that I have really aged well or my radar like that man said.....
I woke up today, counting the days I have to complete school, because I didn't want to lose everything I have worked so hard for, what my parents and siblings have gone through a lot for but each passing day was a test of strength, courage and control.
until he came along.....