Sun Stealer. Hidden Anomaly. Read Free

certain path than the other. My father said, sometimes bad choices would force us to face certain things, we wished we had never seen. So it was better to avoid them in the first place. And I thought, choosing one path, only makes you wonder about all the others you did not.              
                  What led me to that thought, was that one hot summer day, I accidentally took the wrong way and got to ‘Didam Valley’. Didam valley was a long narrow pit, that separated the civilized zone from the wild zone. No one was allowed to go near that valley. Some said this huge pit was created by the tears of the mothers and wives, who had lost their loved ones, on a bloody battle between both zones.
                  Since I was already there, I got closer and closer to the pit, so I could look down. The pit was so deep, I could not see it’s bottom. Suddenly, I heard a little voice:
                  “hello”.
    I looked up and saw a boy smiling at me, he was about my age, maybe a little older.
                  “hello” I answered and hid behind my cat. I could see he was a wild boy. his skin color was dark, his eyes were dark and so was his hair. We were not allowed to speak to the wild ones.
                  “what happened to your cat?” he asked me with a smile.
                  “Nothing” I hesitated “if you are referring to her color, she was born this way.”
                  “Why is she crying?” he asked with a sad voice.
                  “My cat never cries!” I answered immediately “My cat is a tiger and tigers never cry!” My response surprised him as if it was the first time, he ever heard that.
                  “what’s her name” he kept asking
                  “Shadea” I said “what is your cat’s name?” he had a big black, wild cat standing next to him, ready to hunt. Luckily, there was a narrow, huge valley between us.
                  “Gya” he said “that’s my girl” he shouted, as he was tapping her massive body.
                  “Why are you bleeding?” I asked after I noticed the big cuts on his arms and legs.
                  “What do you mean why? Don’t you get scratches from your cat?” he asked with a surprised face.
                  “No. never.” I said. “why would your cat harm you?”
                  “Oh, it is no harm” he laughed “just a way to express itself. All wild ones are bruised” he added. What made me remember, I was talking to a wild one.
                  “Sometimes I wish humans were color blind, just like animals” I said.
                  “I am sorry if I have offended you, I just never saw a white cat before” he apologized.
                  “I was not talking about my cat.” I said to him “I just have this strange feeling, that If we did not see colors, we would not have this huge pit between us.”
                  I do not know what made me say that and I could see, he could not understand me either. So I just said:
                  “We are not suppose to talk to each other. I am sorry, but I must leave.” And just before I left, I yelled:
                  “Aloe vera plant would lower your pain”.
                  “Wait” he shouted “tell me your name..”
    I ran away with my cat and never looked back. That was the first and I wish I could say, the last time, I ever got to Didam valley.
                  But I couldn’t.
     
                  “Where did you learn these moves?” Sag asked me as I was leaving for morning practice.
                  “my cat taught me…”  I laughed.
                  Sag was not laughing, he just followed me, although he had to start his work day with my