Another night came and we had to stay together. This time round we were no strangers at all. In fact, we were quite something of two friends now.
She made coffee for us both. She talked to me and asked me questions about me, my family and things like that. She asked me if my feelings would have been the same towards her had I found her in a situation where she was not misery stricken but a regular girl. I smiled and said I knew not.
At around 12 olcock I told her it was late for me and I had to sleep since I had to go to college the next day. She agreed we should better sleep. "And by the way, it is my turn tonight to sleep on the mattress," she told me. I said it was ok but she insisted that I sleep on my bed and let her lie on the floor.
Again I could not dare to switch off all the lights for the very same reason. I knew my sleep would not be of quality if there was any light in the room; however, I had no choice. But this time I did not turn the light over my bed on. Rather I removed the curtain from a window pane to let some of the street light come in.
She said she wanted to talk to me but since it was important to sleep, she would rather not disturb me. I did not say it was ok if she talked to me. We lied down in the dim light.
Half an hour into her sleep, I felt she had risen. This is my problem that I can not share my room with anyone at all. Because even if they change their side while asleep, this is enough for me to awake me from sleep. I thought she was going to the rest room or something. But she started to search for something in the room. I was half scared half surprised. "What is it that you are looking for, girl?" I thought to myself.
Another night came and we had to stay together. This time round we were no strangers at all. In fact, we were quite something of two friends now.
She made coffee for us both. She talked to me and asked me questions about me, my family and things like that. She asked me if my feelings would have been the same towards her had I found her in a situation where she was not misery stricken but a regular girl. I smiled and said I knew not.
At around 12 olcock I told her it was late for me and I had to sleep since I had to go to college the next day. She agreed we should better sleep. "And by the way, it is my turn tonight to sleep on the mattress," she told me. I said it was ok but she insisted that I sleep on my bed and let her lie on the floor.
Again I could not dare to switch off all the lights for the very same reason. I knew my sleep would not be of quality if there was any light in the room; however, I had no choice. But this time I did not turn the light over my bed on. Rather I removed the curtain from a window pane to let some of the street light come in.
She said she wanted to talk to me but since it was important to sleep, she would rather not disturb me. I did not say it was ok if she talked to me. We lied down in the dim light.
Half an hour into her sleep, I felt she had risen. This is my problem that I can not share my room with anyone at all. Because even if they change their side while asleep, this is enough for me to awake me from sleep. I thought she was going to the rest room or something. But she started to search for something in the room. I was half scared half surprised. "What is it that you are looking for, girl?" I thought to myself.