Daily Prompt: Mystical

via Daily Prompt: Mystical

He stood like a statue unable to move, planted to the ground as if he was a tree. His ‘friends’ called him loner and boy without a voice. But little did they know who he really was. Sometimes he was the annoying baby screaming late at night and other times he was the man walking on the roofs of the neighboring houses. On the odd occasion he would lie down on the front porch and wait patiently for the stray dog or cat to pass. There are times when he managed to become a mind reader, knowing exactly what the next person would be ordering in the cafeteria queue.

The mystery did not lie in who was but in who he became.

 

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