quinta-feira, 28 de dezembro de 2017

The Keeper of Secrets

'I shall not ask your favour, but you will know what to do'.


            For the past three decades I have been nothing but a great friend to all of those around me. People who sought comfort in my listening to them without hesitation. Some who rejoiced at a chance to finally have someone who listened more than he talked. People who believed they had at long last found someone they could truly trust. People who should have known better.
            Back when I was only twelve and the world lacked but already feared immediate access to information, I knew a secret. A secret so dull and trivial I couldn't understand what was there to be kept hidden. I was just walking out of the school library, leaving behind a flabbergasted History teacher and a barely dressed librarian. That made me crave for some tea and biscuits.
            As far as anyone in my old school can tell, the only place to find such things was at the Headmistress's office, so on I went. We had a lovely and long talk about my promising future and all possibilities I could aim for but now lay forgotten for obvious reasons. Precisely when I was clicking the Headmistress's door shut behind me and onto the corridors, none other than those two mischievous library characters wandered past and a smile seemed the natural choice to acknowledge their presence. They, on the other surprising hand, seemed nothing but terrified.
            Over the next years at that hideous school the librarian generally picked my side whenever bullies would corner my unattended self down the school corridors. It felt almost as if I were being constantly watched. Even stranger was to see how hard both she and the History teacher were promptly helpful anytime I didn't feel as happy as usual.
            Time passed and I gladly never saw their faces again, especially the Headmistress, who by then had no idea she was to die shortly after when running herself into her husband on top of the librarian.
            It is extremely hard to discover a secret but even hard it is to keep it. Lucky for me, I always excelled at both arts.

            With that said, how was your day today?

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