Thursday, July 5, 2012

The Window

I can't remember how long I have been staying in this dormitory room with another college student named Tony. As far as I know, I was already here when he came here to share the room with me. I only see him during nights after classes and he wasn't the outgoing type - we rarely talked let alone do anything together like the typical roommates who eventually became good friends.

Weeks can pass by without even a single interaction between the two of us. As if the two of us seemed invisible - like we've learned to exist without interacting with each other. I know I can opt to move to a new room and find someone better to share the place but somehow, I got attached to this small space where we were staying. The view outside seemed nostalgic and every time I looked behind the old window pane, I can see the trees waving hello to me. And somehow, at the back of my mind, I might get someone who would be worse than Tony.

Tony and I share a double-deck bed which sometimes causes an issue between the two of us. I occupy the top bunk which is quite an inconvenience. You see, if you move just a little bit, the bed will send off a creaking sound, and he hated it. I hated it too since it sound so creepy especially at night. 

Last night was very different, he yelled at me which woke me up - I was having a nightmare that time and boy I was glad he screamed at me while punching my mattress from below.

The next morning, I tried to talk to him to apologize but he just passed me by, like I REALLY pissed him off last night. I don't know what's wrong with me lately since I've been getting nightmares quite often. He left for school before me without saying goodbye, which wasn't new anyway.

I wasn't feeling good today so I decided not to go to school. I just placed my chair near the window and started to daydream. I must have dozed off when I heard the door being opened as Tony returned, with the landlady holding a candle, mumbling a prayer as a priest soon followed to my surprise, blessing our tiny old room with his holy water.


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