Soldier’s home
—the special day
“The world makes you something that you are not, but you know inside what you are. ” The wind whipped up the notesbook on the desk. The walls were banked with ivy and wild grapevines and it supposed to have fresh smell. But now they gave out a kind of spicy smell because the sunshine hasn’t walked into the room for a long time. However, this long smilax had hung into his sister’s room, looping on the walls and twined all over her colorful fabric.
Krebs got up when the sky above turned from the rural twilight to the azure. His mother knocked on the door and brought him the breakfast. “Son? Did you remember Joanna will come to see you today?” He was silent for a while and sadly gazing at the same breakfast. Yes, he remember: “ Joanna is his neighbor before he join the Great War. They were very friend, but their family moved away after the war started.”.
“ Me and your father are very worry about you, we are glad that she will come to see you. You know we are very proud of you, but you still need to …”.his mother complained.
He didn’t hear anything after that, the only thing that he even remembers is her white dress, her warmth smile and her little eyetooth. She is different. Different with other girls, he doesn’t need to hide anything from her; she is pretty, he still remembers she had the taste of glowing sun; she is vivacious, he tasted every vivid life moments with her when she was stay beside him.
He opened up the old-fashioned wardrobe, and faint dusts rose sluggishly around the corner. He hasn’t choose clothes for a long time, long enough to make him forget what he need to look for when he actually need to meet a girl. He took off his dilapidated monkey suit and tried to dress up the only striped shirt. However, it seems like less efficacious than the preciously believed: the shirt was too short with yellowed dirt. Therefore, he designed to clean up his face first when he washing the shirt. He opened up the faucet in the bathtub and throws the shirt into the bath. He tried to shave the whisker, but he hasn’t shaved it for a long time that made him feels a bit rusty. The hurry shaving made him scraped him. The water was filled up the whole bath and he tried to turn off the bathtub but at the same time he also knocked over the vase.
All the things were massed up. Suddenly, he stopped and was gazing at the scene clutter--- all of his passion being upset. He would never become normal anymore.
He doesn’t wants to see her anymore; he doesn’t wants to show everyone that he is out of the world. But at this moment, he heard the doorbell, the bizarre sound was trying to track him in the house; he found his monkey suit from the messy room and pulling on it. He ran away from the backdoor, the worse thing he realized is the suit is getting more fit with his body.