#25 A Young Girl With a Pigtail

While I was driving going to East Peoria ICC campus, I saw a young Asian girl standing at the stoplight before I turn left toward ICC. What was weird is that I don’t just see her once, but I see her everyday on the way to school. She waits for the stoplight, obviously so she could cross the road. She has a backpack, books on her hands, and she has two pigtails on her hair. She is wearing a white jacket, and a pink scarf on her neck. She was so cute and adorable that it kind of remind me of my self when I was young. So I decided that I want to meet this young girl, and I was so excited. So I hurried up to park my car, and waited for the young girl to cross the street. When I saw her coming I started to get ready and I opened my door and I walked with her. I started a conversation with her, I asked her about the weather and how terrible it was hoping to get a conversation going. I introduced myself to her, and she told me her name was Cecelia. She said it was cold, and I noticed she wasn’t wearing a heavy coat, and it was very windy and dry, that you have to face the direction of the wind just to keep yourself breathing. While we were walking to ICC from the parking lot she told me a brief story of her life. She said she didn’t have a car to drive, so she has to walk to school everyday. She lives with her brother renting a house at Armstrong Street across ICC. She doesn’t have parents, she said. So I asked her why? I don’t know, she told me. I can see the sadness from her face. My brother and I escaped from our parents, and we just moved here in Illinois six months ago. I felt sorry for her and her brother, and I don’t want to end our conversation, I want to spend more time with her and listen to her story. Our time is over, and we have to say goodbye to each other, but I don’t know if I will ever see her again. I reached my classroom; I am still thinking of that young girl with a pigtail, wishing if I could see her again.