My eyes opened up lying down on a bed, but whose bed? I wondered. I saw
Tinga on the floor, arms pressed against her chest, head down on her knees.
I reached out and placed my hand on her arm. Tinga lift her head up and
looked at me with her kind smile.
"Your up."
"How long I been asleep?" I asked sounding sleepy.
"About three hours."
I knew the other went back asleep. They could never stay up all night. "We didn't get to finish the story."
"You went to sleep." She smiled.
"You could of woke me up again." I told her.
"Didn't want to disturb you," said Tinga. "Besides only one person can really end the story and that person not me."
I knew what she meant. They story was about me. The stories that Tinga made up, always were about one of our brothers and sisters life. I understood that only I could finish the story of how my life will turn out. The funny thing about this, I'm afraid of how it will turn out.
I got up from her bed. "Thanks." I said.
Tinga smiled when I was walking back to my bed. I watched John getting into my bed. I stared at him for a minute then placed my hands under my pillow to bring it closer to my head, but felt something under it. I took it out finding a paper crane. I immediately look at John but he was asleep. Was it a dream.or was it, oh forget it I told myself. I smiled at him, shaking my head how crazy this all is and closed my eyes.
"Your up."
"How long I been asleep?" I asked sounding sleepy.
"About three hours."
I knew the other went back asleep. They could never stay up all night. "We didn't get to finish the story."
"You went to sleep." She smiled.
"You could of woke me up again." I told her.
"Didn't want to disturb you," said Tinga. "Besides only one person can really end the story and that person not me."
I knew what she meant. They story was about me. The stories that Tinga made up, always were about one of our brothers and sisters life. I understood that only I could finish the story of how my life will turn out. The funny thing about this, I'm afraid of how it will turn out.
I got up from her bed. "Thanks." I said.
Tinga smiled when I was walking back to my bed. I watched John getting into my bed. I stared at him for a minute then placed my hands under my pillow to bring it closer to my head, but felt something under it. I took it out finding a paper crane. I immediately look at John but he was asleep. Was it a dream.or was it, oh forget it I told myself. I smiled at him, shaking my head how crazy this all is and closed my eyes.
