Divided

On one lonely night in a very narrow room, yet felt spacious, there lied a little girl. She stared on the dark blue sky through a tiny window up at the ceiling. It was her thing, you see. One could hardly get it. She felt she could write and draw, and even make moving images on that wide dark sky. just like a blackboard. And of course it was hers, no one could interfere it. No way.

But that night was the strangest of all. As she lied on as usual, she heard something from under the bed.

"What is there?", she asked herself, voiceless.

She kept staring on that source of the noise. Not eager enough to move closer. Then, a girl came crawling from under the bed. The first girl was in a very horrid surprise! How couldn't she? This new girl looked exactly like her!

"Who are you?", asked the first girl in a shaky voice.

"I am you.", said the other girl.

"What?!"

"I am you."

"I don't understand. But this is me. You should be and must be somebody else!"

"Nah... I am the other you."

The first girl felt so dizzy, she couldn;t digest this very odd moment. To her, it was like eating vegetables, hard to swallow down. She inspected the other girl's face, tried to find something which could be a relieving evidence that she wasn't her nor the other her. But the more she went through bit by bit of that face, the more she had to swallow her own saliva for she definitely looked like her. But then, she noticed something,

"No, you're not me. You look awfully sad."

The other girl sighed, she looked the first girl in the eye, then replied, "I told you, I am the other you. Instead, I AM the real you."

Originally written,
November, 16th 2009
10:04am