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The kiss you promised


A child is probably the best to happen on this earth, my mum said, 10 yrs back when i was a child. A child, for me, is the worst thing to happen.
People walk around me. All of themn have been children at some point of time. Like the first ten years of their life...some for 12 years.. some 15. I am 20.
Yea, its funny when people say things like, "You're such a kid!" and " Oh! my God, you're like my little sister". Feels good for sometime. I was *super happy* . Infact i prefered staying that way forever, until this accident back.

"... and then.. Naruto is thrown from this huge cliff... and just when he is about to touch the ground.. he produces that magical frog using ninetail's chakra! n Boom! the biggest magical frog ever!! ...." That was my brother, Ron.
*yawwwn* "can I please zzzzzz now?"
" No."
"What?"
"Just listen now." Two hours later.

"Saske-kun gets his third dot to complete his Sharingan...."
" He was Suske Kan some time back?"
"Are you telling me that?"
"Go to hell"
"... Naruto's dad was the village head... and he tried to kill Ninetails by a technique.. he sealed his soul with Ninetail's .. but he was way too strong....." And he kept describing all of the action from Naruto, some Jap thing he s addicted to.

" Oh my God! " i exclaimed as the huge ball of fire formed by just mere hand actions blew acres of land just as sand left its marks even minutes after. I am running. The other guy screams, " i am going to destroy you this time." and leaves another ball of fire through similar actions.

i stand there. Stand there scared, waiting for someone to get me out of that horrible place!
This is when he was supposed to enter. Bummer.

The first guy now has his eyes shining, his body lit up as if almost on fire, hair blowning with the wind, and mid- air he is ,doing some hand actions. Why me? i cry. That guy now shuts his eyes, and releases his power .... his Soul. Some blue thing that comes out of his body. Thats not where it stops! the other guy's soul is partly out too! He is struggling hard not to let into the first guy's powers. He makes wierd faces, scary faces. Loud noises, scary noises. Wind blowing too hard, things falling from all sides , half burning, half burnt.
" i am not going to die soo soon." yells the second guy.

"die...die...run...run..please come"
Ron is now laughing at me. "He knew it. He just knows not to scare me when i am sleepy. I get the worst...just..just leave." I try to yell at him.

Back into my covers, i try hard to forget this yet another nightmare. Well, my success is in front of you, i din't. "...this is when he was supposed to enter." What was i thinking when i expected HIM to be in my dream. Mom. Did you tell me that? i dont even know him. Who is he?

Thinking about did no good. I just couldnt figure out why, what, who was 'he'. I was there, in probably the scariest situations of all my nightmares ever. And i expected him to pop up. My super man! Come and take me away from these bad people. this bad world. You know you promised me to. That promise. you said you will be there whenever i lll need you. Mum narrates stories, to the effect that i never grew up. Yes, i believed all of them. Even that promise. She also promised me something. That whenever i ll need someone, God will send the right person to help me out, and that she will always be there with me through such times. He promised too.
Be with me, hold my hands, kiss my forehead.
I promised i ll never get scared.
Now i am.
God, send him for real.
Guess what. He did!
And guess what, he never did. I am still happy. Why? I should cry, curse him, pray that he comes back, or if nothing, do something to myself, right? But now i know He exists. Mom i am happy. Promise. But Mom, the kiss that you promised is never to come.


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