Inches by inches I walk towards the door down at the end of the dark alleyway. Alleyway….. who ever say that anymore. The only source of light is from the cracks under and on the side of the door frame that forms a perfect square. My heart keeps throbbing I don’t know why. There is no reason for me to be afraid. What’s merely behind the door is my destiny. I was after all here to discover that. I was so scared, I can’t keep my hand from shaking.
The darkness seems to creeps closer and closer as I was approaching the door. There’s this faint sound of dialog from an old TV show behind it. I was just standing there and not knowing whether to knock or shout or simply budge into the room.
The door is ajar. There’s no harm to just taking a peek before I say anything? I open the door slightly, the door creeks, “Hello!? Is anyone home?!”
“Come on In? help yourself I’ll be right there!”
The sound was so casual. Am I being expected?
“Oh!!! I’m sorry who are you? I thought you are….. Oh Never mind! How can I help you?”
“I am….. Jonathan.” I don’t think he knows who I am. He is standing right in front of me. I can’t believe it. He is always just a story? Just a shadow that have faded into the dimension of my imagination for all those years and he is now standing in front of me. It took all my energy to control myself from running over and catch him so that I can be sure that he is real, no more a dream, of my hallucination.
Dad…..
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