Wooden memories...

“I am Raen.”



“Oh, you are one of the survivors of that house”!


“So, will you direct me to the way..?”


“Yap, sure...take left from that corner and then the first right, go straight for a bit, and the house’ll be right there.”


Raen nodded. “Okay” he said.


And then he was making his way through the winding road, driving through few potholes, he finally got there.


Surrounded by thick columns and rusting wrought-iron fencing, the once so called ‘his home’, now faded and black. He took a deep breath and stepped out of the car, “I have to face this.” He said to himself.


The dirt pathway leading to the door, was rutted, a thick layer of grass surrounded it from either sides. Raen took out the keys and opened the lock; he heard the hinge groan as he pushed through the gate.


The first step, drafted him to the pool of past memories;


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“Your school’s over, right?” enquired Raen, with an innocence stare.


“Yap”, answered Doris.


“Then why do you keep studying? “


“Because I want to, it has nothing to do with the school” she replied back.


“Who was guy you were talking to, last night?”


“You saw him? “


“I have been seeing him for the last 2 months.”


“Then, why are you asking me today?”


He stared at her, “mom and dad don’t like him”


“Who told you that?”


“I have seen them arguing over that matter, and it was not going good “


“They don’t like him, do they? “He mused again.


Seeing the pain on her sister’s face, he knew what the answer was.


“You guys love each other? “


“It doesn’t change the fact that he is hated in his house.”


“You are pulling away!! “


“It’s more than love”


“Meaning?”


“You are too small to understand its pros and cons”.


Although Raen was 10 years old then, but he knew something was going wrong between his sister and his parents. But what he failed to understand was, ‘why his sister was arguing them for a person who didn’t even belong to their family.’?


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