Little girl in the park.
The loud, continuous murmur of the people gathered at the park started to fade from Richard’s mind. His daily walk across the place was being observed by the faraway look of a pretty little girl, wearing a pink dress and a hat, who was standing in the middle of the rose bush, beyond the small wooden railings. The bluish-gray cat she was holding in her arms seemed to have his eyes set on the horizon, and her eyes were fixed on Richard in a sweet, yet slightly unnerving way. The man approached the girl with awkward steps, and made an attempt at talking.
“H-hello, little girl, um… you’re… like, this… staring at me, is that… is… um…why?”
Stroking her kitty, the little girl answered, “You have a remarkable way of walking, sir. Of moving… You actually behave much like my cat does. Aren’t cats just marvelous? They are soft, and fuzzy, and lovely and so nice…”
“Um… yeah,… right… um… uh…” Something was bothering Richard, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.
“ I’ll show you”, said the girl.
“Huh?” mumbled Richard with a confused expression.
“Come, come, I’ll show you.” The little girl was starting to show the white pearly teeth beyond her mischievous grin. The cat started to act as if he was very uncomfortable. “It’s a really enjoyable experience… you won’t regret it”, said the girl.
“I’ve… I’ve got to get going, little girl, you’ll show it to me another day…”
“Please, sir. You haven’t even asked what it is… Oh, don’t be afraid to ask, sir. No, don’t be afraid, James.”
“M-my name is not James, little girl. You must have mistaken me for another person.”
“It is now, James. Oh, yes it is.” She giggled, and the cat suddenly stopped moving.
“I… should go now. Bye-bye, little girl.”
Catching the cat’s nose with her index finger and thumb, the little girl started suffocating it, and the man started to suffocate as well. After some seconds of agony, Richard was “freed” and started gasping for air.
Then he meowed and ran away.
The cat looked up at the girl and stared at her as she stroked him.
“It’s all right, it’s all right James. Let’s go home.”
The author of the painting, Leonard Tsugouhara Foujita (1886-1968) was born in Tokyo, Japan. He studied in the Art and Music University of Tokyo and then he moved to Paris in 1913. He travelled to different countries even to America. He made paintings and art expositions in France. He went back to Tokyo. There, he made several paintings about the World War II. In 1950, he went back to Paris, he took the French nationality and turned to Catholicism, he was baptized "Leonard". He travelled through out Europe. In 1968, he died in Zurich, Germany.
Here's what you've been waiting for... the photo!Sorry I'm posting only one but I got carried away by the performance and forgot I was the photograper!! Promise to do better next time!
“Please, sir. You haven’t even asked what it is… Oh, don’t be afraid to ask, sir. No, don’t be afraid, James.”
ResponderEliminar"Oh, how did you guess my name?" asked James desconcerted.
"I´ve been waiting for you for a long time. I´m sure you don´t know me, but some of your relatives actually did. Do you remember your mother Carol and your sister Brenda?"
"Yes, of course. They died in a car collision two years ago!"Exclaimed James bursting into tears.
"That´s right! Well, I met them in the car before the accident."
"Wh.. Wh... What were you doing in the car?"
"You know, I was doing my duty!"
"Oh, mean daemon let me free!" he yelled as he realized she was the dark angel.
"I´m sorry James, it´s too late. you have to come with me."
James tried to run away from there. However, he started to struggle for breath and his heart stopped beating as he was trying to escape. As the little girl had stolen his mother and sister, she was able to steal from him one more time, but this time his own life.
I like your tragic ending Omar! Good job!
ResponderEliminarCatching the cat’s nose with her index finger and thumb, the little girl started suffocating it, and the man started to suffocate as well. After some seconds of agony, Richard was “freed” and started gasping for air.
ResponderEliminarThen he meowed and ran away.
The cat looked up at the girl and stared at her as she stroked him.
“It’s all right, it’s all right James. Let’s go home.”
When in home, the little girl threw James at the floor. It almost stamped its head onto the wall, but as all cats, it knew how to land. James felt uncomfortable and disoriented. It started walking round the house, but to his surprise it was not a common house, it was somewhat cold, dark and mysterious; not normal.
After some minutes a rough voice shouted “James! Come here, stupid old cat!” It did not know what to do, but to follow the horrible voice. It came from a dark and quite odd room near the living room. James, or better say, Richard, entered.
What a horrible situation! Richard could not believe his eyes when it saw a disgusting creature, a kind of witch, who was preparing its scenario, with a lot of bottles full of God knew what, and big basins and stews. Richard did not understand anything.
The witch caught the cat abruptly. It immediately recognized those manners. It was the little girl! Besides, she was wearing her pink dress! “Ok, you disgusting ball of hairs, you’ll know how to treat me now, you’ll suffer what I suffered for you, my dear Richard!”
In that moment Richard remembered. All this sounded familiar to him. He knew that in another past life, that old and unpleasant lady had been his beloved wife.
Sorry not to post it before. I had problems with my internet connection these days.
ResponderEliminarsee you on Monday!