Don't

Don’t ask
-There you are, I was looking for you all night, what happen?
-Is a large story, I’m tired, the morning is cold…
-Yes, whatever, I’m ashamed for last night, that wasn’t me.
-Yes, I noted, do you really want to heard what I did last night?, whatever, I’m going to tell you..
…after you make me feel the worst person in the word whit your discourse about the meaningless of my life, Ifelt very bad, so I went to the cemetery, was open so I just get in there, I tried to look a specific tomb, but I forget it when I saw a boy, yes a boy, was crying, me too, I felt worst, so I told him if he was alone and why he was crying, he saw me, he smiled, in a moment I could see me through of him eyes, we stared to talk, he told me that he was so alone, not physical, but inside, I told himmy history, all my dark days and the shining ones, he smile again, he told me about his family and his friend, about the hope and the illusion, he speak very good, I mean I was like “wau, to that young age, he knows a lot about the life”, at the midnight, we was so happy, finally we weren’t alone, finally, we found something, we found a friend, but something weird happen, he stared to gettingboring, and then super happy, I though “bipolar”, of any way we talk and talk, I felt good; just now he left me, because he said that he was late, where, I don’t know, he was just late, he told me “that’s the way the life is just smile, in some point you going to be bad, very bad, but the idea of the life is fight, so fight”…
-We let's meet tonight again, I just like him
-Can you tell me his name?-Sure, James, James Ritch, why?
-He’s dead.

THE OTHER DIMENSION

Is a good night, is raining, I can barely see the sky, is dark, the street is just an illusion, my illusion, explain my way to see the world?, complicated, is best to say “is just dark”, the ask is always the same, why I am here?, the answer always change, the raindrops wet my face and I’m almost blind, but it’ ok, I like it,in the rain I feel live, the memories came alive even when I’m whit someone, but is better if I’m alone, the “dark place” is something repetitive, some ones like me prefer to be there, or in some place far away; next to me my unicorn, is black and have a beautiful eyes, he is always whit me, when we meet I was a kid, and he does not like me, but now we are the best friends even when he don’tspeak, I know he is whit me, is like my guardian angel and I don’t have to tell him anything, he just know about me, now whit the rain he is wet and a little tired, but I want to walk a little more.
We are crossing a bridge, a huge bridge, I like heights, then stop for a while and look a little river under the bridge, I’m asking to my unicorn if he wants swim, he smile me whit his eyes so I start torun and when I look around I’m in the river, the current is very strong and my unicorn is looking to me, I start to laugh and he too. In some point I drink a lot of water and fall in a dream, I’m in the sky, and all my friends are there, even my unicorn!, but nobody see me, I try to scream but no sound comes out of my mouth, I’m worry, but is best if I look out, but where is out?, I just see therainbows and the butterflies, is too much happiness , I don’t think this is real, maybe I’m dead, but, what happen? Ok, I can’t see a way to scape, I feel in jail, where is “the boss” of this place?, now I want to cry, but no, is not the answer, where is the rain?, I was comfortable, now I’m just lost. But wait a moment, a weird light is coming of somewhere, I feel the curiosity of check what’shappen, so I walk to the light and a lot of people start to run to the same place I’m going.
-Hey, be careful, you just push me…
-I’m sorry…
-wait, you can heard me?...obvious…
-yes, why?
-no one seems to heard me, I’m lost, where we are and why?
-why are you trying to escape?, this place is not beautiful?
-maybe, but I don’t feel comfortable, and how do you know that I’m trying to...