A Real Girl

“Gigi, come here” I say looking down the well.


“What’s that” Gigi asks, batting her lashes, and pushing her brown messy hair out of her face.


I stick my head in and try to look further, but all I can see is darkness. A void that feels so familiar.


“I don’t know. But I hear a dripping sound” I say, and the words echo down the well. I wonder if whatever is down there can hear what I say. If it wants to reach out and talk to me, but it can’t.


Gigi jumps up on the well, and her feet dangle, midair.


“Get down” I scream, but Gigi just laughs it off.


“Droop, droop, droop, I am the well monster” she says, stretching out her eyes and tongue.


“Not funny Gigi, the well monster can get you” I say grabbing her by the blue ribbon on her dress.


“Let’s go back, your grandma doesn’t like it when your by yourself for to long” I say in a mumble.


She flips herself around and her smile drops.


“But I’m not by myself” Gigi tells me in an almost questioning voice. “I’m with you.”


“Yes” I say, wishing that were true. “Yes that’s right.”


Right as Gigi is about to get down, I hear a scream from across the field.

Gigis grandmother franticly half limps, half runs towards us in a panic. Her veins look as though they will explode any seconds now.


“What are you doing all by yourself on that well Gigi!” her grandma exclaims. “You could have fallen for goodness sakes!”


Gigi wraps her arms around her grandma, and turns back at me, squinting her eyes.


“I’m not alone, the blonde girl from the well is here with me. The one with the scars on her face” Gigi says in delight.


Terror flashes her grandmothers face, but is quickly overcome with annoyance. She furrows her brows and smacks her lips together, making a sound resembling the dripping of the well.


“What did I tell you about imaginary friends. They are not real. Now get your toys and let’s go back home before your brother comes.”


Gigi nods, and grabs onto her grandmas hand, before leaving me alone, by the well. Once again. Like ever, single, day.


Sometimes, I wish I were a real girl like Gigi, and had someone to love me.

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