The Mysterious Blond
I was overcome by her beauty. She wore a golden strand of hair, decorated in jewelry that I have never seen before. I have not seen anything like it on earth, nor have I ever seen anything like it before.
She wore a pink dress woven in a mysterious pattern. It was almost like a robe, but it looked so much like a dress. Her footwear was mysterious, and flashed brightly with every step she took.
I tried talking to her, but she shyed away. It was as if she didn’t understand a word I said.
“Hello,” I nervously choked. “I am Kyle….”
The blond-haired girl backed away, as if she didn’t understand. “Ma qua qi?”
“I’m sorry.” I sighed. “I don’t understand….”
The blonde-haired girl walked toward me. “Ma….” She quietly said. “Ma….”
At this point, I was confused. “Do you want your mother?” I asked her.
After I said that, I became completely embarassed. I just asked her a question that she did not understand. If she didn’t speak my language, how would she understand a word I just said?
Regardless, we both stared at each other, trying to communicate to one another in some way.
The blond-haired girl then stared at me and closed her eyes….
©2012 K. L. Walker
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