A Short Story
Arash looked at the Precious jewel in his hands and felt concerned!
He walked over to the window and reflected on his grey surroundings. He had always loved cold Los Angeles with its squidgy, shallow stores. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel concerned.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Arash himself . Arash was a special teacher with curvy spots and pink unpolished toenails.
Arash gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a hopeful, wild, coconutwater drinker with tall spots and fat toenails. His friends saw him as a lonely, sharp lawyer. Once, he had even helped a wide-eyed baby cross the road.
But not even a hopeful person who had once helped a wide-eyed baby cross the road, was prepared for what Arash had in store today.
The sun shone like hopping pigeon’s blood, making Arash concerned.
As Arash stepped outside and Arash came closer, he could see the proud glint in his eye.
Arash gazed with the affection of 4469 proud kaleidoscopic kitten. He said, in hushed tones, “I love you .”
Arash looked back, even more afraid and still fingering the Precious possession. “Arash, d’oh,” he replied.
They looked at each other with calm feelings, like two stale, slimy snakes cooking at a very optimistic bar mitzvah, which had piano music playing in the background.
Arash regarded Arash’s curvy spots and pink toenails. “I feel the same way!” revealed Arash with a delighted grin.
Arash looked sparkly, his emotions blushing like a nervous, nutritious carpet.
Then Arash came inside for a nice drink of coconut water.!