HIS LITTLE FRIEND
The night was flooded with heavy rain with the giant dark clouds covering the earth like a huge blanket, the freezing vile winds rushing here and there, and the occasional thunders making the night more precarious. The streets were deserted of life and filled with the corpses of the pitiful animals who are starved to death. It was almost midnight which it is the time the city sleeps, the darkness started to creep in to the city as the lights of the houses dying. The night can be considered as silent if not for the sound of ferociously pelting rain drops on the earth. The boy was standing on the porch drenched completely in rain, slightly quivering due to cold. He was wearing his brown rain coat and khaki pants, the rain coat was a gift from his aunt, he wears it whenever there is a rain, and it makes him feel warm and invincible. He wears his hood to his head to cover his ears from the cold wind and also from the father’s angry howls and his mother bawling’s. This was not the first time they are having a fight, it happens almost every day, sometimes it would be all night which he never be able to sleep. He was too scared to be in the house, they were so loud this time for he got awake, he got out of the house quietly without them noticing him. He stood there adamantly pressing his hands to his ears and silently praying for the dreadful night to end. Even though he covered his ears the sounds never restrained from piercing into him he hoped for the sounds to stop. His legs started aching so he sat on the steps and supported himself to the railings, slowly the sleep started to invite him to its kingdom which he can’t refuse. “WHERE ARE YOU? YOU LITTLE PUNK?” he woke up to his father’s roar, the sudden awakening left him breathless and scared, he was breathing heavily and quickly. His father shouted again ten times more louder than the previous. He heard admonitory rhythmic footsteps approaching the front door and he knows exactly what happens the moment the door was opened and he dreads it profoundly. His legs started to move away from the house but his eyes lingering on the door dreading for it to open it, suddenly there was a huge sound of something broken inside, maybe it’s the TV in the hall but he was too frightened to think, he turned around and ran quickly into the street. He imagined a huge monster with blood filled eyes chasing him, he dares not to look back.
He was totally exhausted which he was running for a while and he can’t run anymore, so he stopped. He turned back and relieved that no one is following him. He stood there for a while, resting his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath, he was slowly recuperating from his trauma, he looked at the sky, the cold rain drops patted his face coarsely at different spots and one of them got into his eye, he lowered his head nimbled his eye and for the first time noticed his surroundings, he found himself in a strange dark place surrounded by lofty walls, the air here was thick and warm, this place was narrow only enough for two big persons to pass side by side. He slowly moved forward laboriously. The heat of his body due to running is subdued and the cold started to conquer him insidiously, he tightened the jacket to himself and decided to get out of the rain. He started searching for a dry place. He found one on the left, there is an absence of wall there, it is a small rectangle area closed on three sides with walls and filled cans of garbage, the roof was slanted a little which makes it rain proof. He found a small place enough for him to sit beside a large garbage can, he sat there cuddled to himself, knees touching his nose, hands tangled around legs keeping all his warm to himself. He lay there for a while listening to the sound of the rain drops, his belly started to growl indicating that he is hungry, he searched his pockets for something and found a half‐eaten chocolate which he saved in the morning. He took it out and took a bite, he heard some faint squeaking sound coming from his left, the sound was getting stronger and he knew whatever it is, it is approaching him. The rat stared firmly at him, he returned that, it moved a little towards him and stopped to stare at him again. He did the same thing again and again and in no time the rat was on him, it was climbing him with some ease like a professional mountain climber. It was tickling him everywhere and his sharp little nails piercing him through the jacket but he dare not move an inch, afraid that if moved it may get frightened and leave. The boy got fascinated by the rat, he always loves rats, one day he asked his mother to get him a rat but received a curt stare. The rat moved through his right hand towards the chocolate which he was holding. It was eating the choc like it never ate for one week, the boy holds the chocolate high so it can eat comfortably. The rat finished his meal and returned back but the size of the chocolate was merely changed, may be it was more than enough for its small belly. The rat started exploring his body moving from here to
there, it even got into his rain coat and shirt, he was afraid that it would bite but it didn’t. He restrained his desire to catch the rat because he knew rat’s they don’t like to be catched they wanted to be free, so that they can go anywhere they want, so he let it be free. The rat selected itself a suitable place on his belly and slept there twisting itself into a round puffy ball, his little tail created a fence around its body like a security gate. He continued staring his little friend for long time, envying his bliss. May be its parents are fighting too so it ran from its burrow. He got sleepy and suddenly his eyelids became so heavy that it became very hard to hold them any longer, he rested himself on floor careful not to disturb his friend. Those two little creatures slept there enjoying each other’s company and warmness. They don’t know the oblations they going to get from the dawn of the day, the painful fate awaiting for them with its vicious claws, they don’t have a place to live or any food to eat, but right now these bootless thoughts not going to ruin their ecstasy, their freedom from all the earthly trepidations is adamant, they slept like those two doesn’t belong to this world, it is their moment alone and even the monstrous sky noxious roars can’t fear them for they have each other, for the first time in his life the boy was not alone.