Friday, May 30, 2014

1.5 Stalker

He wore a white collared shirt that had wavy black lines across it, a pair of teal shorts that looked paper-like in texture, and a black-stringed necklace that had a round brown marble-like pendant.. A black shirt was worn inside his white collared shirt. He slouched the whole time, with elbows laid on the table and eyes glued to the cellular phone he held in his hands. He had curly brown hair that looked like feathers from a feather duster. His pair of eyeglasses had a red frame. He owned a small yellow pouch with white polka dots. On the seat next to him are two bags: a striped blue tote bag and a black backpack.

After looking through the window for about five seconds, he reached into his pocket, pulled out a pair of earphones, and popped a bud into each ear. He still kept looking around the room, even with a gadget in his hands. When two old ladies sat with him, one beside him and the other in front of him, he slowly pulled the earphones from his ear and kept the cell phone inside his pocket.

He sleeps on a twenty-year-old wooden canoe in his room. It is believed to be an heirloom, passed on to him by his granddad who owned it twenty years ago. Layers of white and gray blankets and mattresses are placed at the base of that canoe so that it turns into a place for sleeping. On his canoe bed are a yellow pillow, a stuffed polar bear, and a stuffed penguin egg. His room walls are painted light blue and his floor tiles, a dirty white color. A white bean bag lies in the corner of the room. A 36-inch flat screen television hangs on the wall in front of the bean bag.

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