The Smothery Clouds
ng it through senses, just like a blind person does. I was not feeling
e handle as if I knew my survival was dependent on it. I attempted to open the door. It didn't open. I again pulled do
nst the chest. It throbbed intensely against the chest but more forcefully. It was precisely paralleli
and
told me she would be outside the washroom, waiting for me, that I nee
ame again with hope
I shouted, banging loud
my fearful breath. But still, no one was there outside-pin drop silence.
And then I heard the mall's a
his area as the mall will c
door. I began to cry, my throat going dry from shouting for help. I let out a loud gasp as I he
yon
t air into my lungs, but I ended up slowly crumbling to the floor. I labore
it
ly had to run for the job. I'm not fond of it at all, but at least it's the most normal thing in my life. If it weren't for that day, I would still have enjoyed
lky, orange clouds in the sky. I smiled as the summer breeze slithered through my hair. I shifted my focus to wh
he more significant part of the restaurant. The cool breeze from the sea would make the foundations shudder and creak, adding to the thrill of the whole dining experience. The restaurant gave the feel of one sailing on an ancient ship. The actual dining area
ing with customers. It was slowly getting d
e. But it was growing on me now.
ome were busy with their conversations. There were others taking pictures of
rs in the outdoor dining area. Since our manager was all about taking care of the customer's needs, they trained us to ask them if they needed
good responses. Some of them were pretty friendly, crack
going while talking and laughing as if they had a great time ther
ction of the sky. The bright moon glistened down the sea. Its white light reflec
holding hands behind my back. My brown-haired pony d
e left side, I saw a large family sitting near the se
laughter could be heard from the indoor dining area. They seemed to be an elite class family. As they looked lik
he reminded me of my dad before marrying another woman and leaving us without saying an
ything alright, Sir?" I asked, but I didn't get a reply. Maybe he didn't hear me or if he had deliberately ignored me. I felt a bit embarrassed as not
off when he stopped chewing and turned his head towards me, giving me an intense glare
mentally threw m
if you can see with you
. At that table, an infant threw up, and her mother qui
t same intense glare. The woman looked up and slowly handed it
a barf stain. "Wash this!" He spat in disgust. Rolling his eyes, he resumed his conversation
er. Some people may look kind and sweet from their faces, bu
sighed, looking ahead, feeling awe-full, as I wiped off my tears. I turned up the basin handle and began to wash off the stain. Another waitress c
as if they wanted to say something or say other pathetic things for me. I did
l sleeve dress with brown silky straightened hair. She looks young. She was holding the infant as well. "No, it's okay.." I replied as I smiled at her and then continued washing it. "Actually, my husband is like that," She s
omething." "Yes, what is it?" I replied politely. She then took a slight
That little girl sa
out of habit." Her mother jokes, and at this, we both laughed a little. "Okay, so I am going, otherwise my husb
she accompanied me. "
s behavior of kindness slightly lifted my mood. "Seems like she became your fri
ink so." I
diately bent down the basin and wiped off my cheeks with plenty
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