A pensive 20-year-old girl sits at the window of a bedroom, her head resting against the glass. There are two empty beds in the room. It is early evening. No lights are switched on. A 15-year-old enters the room and watches her. She comes and sits next to her and calls to her softly-
There is no response. DeeDee’s hand, holding one of the window rods, slides down limply. The 15-year-old persists…
“I want to tell you something.”
DeeDee’s eyes blink and a tear rolls down her cheek. The 15-year-old continues quietly…
“Love is the most wonderful feeling in the world, yet this us what it does…”
DeeDee won’t move.
“Please let go no DeeDee. Didn’t you say that memories are just past? You still have your present… I want to tell you something, but you have to pay attention to me…”
The 15-year-old glances at the pillow and we see a small edge of a diary peeping from under it.
At this moment, DeeDee faintly stirs, looks dazedly around the room, and slowly comes and sits on the bed.
The 15-year-old starts smiling to herself. DeeDee looks at the other bed and notices the diary. She immediately picks it up and lifts out the bookmark to go to the last written page.
It was the stupidest day at college today. I hate that teacher. I broke my favorite bracelet also and lost it somewhere. I tried calling DeeDee to speak to her about it and I suddenly realized I had run out of balance. There are these moments that I simply HAVE to talk to her and no one else! And then suddenly, she called! She said she had this urge to call me right away and find out how I was doing. Can you believe it! I was soooo happyyy!!
This happens so many times with us. It’s so awesome. It’s like our souls are connected forever. We don’t need the phone! Hell, we don’t even need the words!! We don’t need anything. We are connected forever. ”
DeeDee breaks down sobbing, still holding the diary. The 15-year-old has disappeared.
Next to DeeDee is photo frame on the table. It has a picture of two little girls holding hands, grinning widely.