The woman on the side of the roadway

The idea came, when I was cycling. I saw a woman crossing the road. She was trapped halfway. From that time, like poison this story wanted to be born. It wanted something from me. I even  couldn’t go to sleep. So It is real fresh, but I have done it.

She stood there, on the very edge of the roadway. Her long curly hair were blowing in the wind of the passing cars. If you looked in her face you could see sadness. Her brown eyes used to be a gem, but now you can read hopelessness and crying, without tears. None of the car drivers none of the few walkers around seemed to notice the woman. She stood there and waited timelessly.

The young Charles was a handsome man, with true empathy and vitality. He was clever and tall. His black hair and barely visible moustache were happy, as the whole man was. This young man was an explorer of the world. He liked to walk and just think or watch the crowd. Once he headed on the road, he never had been before. He was watching the cars.

“Toyota Corolla” “Volkswagen Golf”…-he thought.

He had the profession telling what kind of car he saw, so he played this childish game alone until he realized the woman. He never ever saw such a beautiful woman before, he was afraid that she would hurt if he stood so closely to the road, so he walked to her and asked:

– Sorry my lady, but it’s better to move backward a bit, a car may hurt you.


The woman didn’t answer, not even move. When Charles tried to touch her wrist, his hand moved through her body, and landed next to his own thigh. He was so surprised. All of a sudden he felt fear:. “It’s a ghost” – thought and he ran and didn’t stop until he reached his family home.

The next morning the weather was crying. Charles remembered the woman and he saw, the weather was as sad as that ghost. So he got a plan, and decided to visit her. He packed up all his bravery and raincoat, and headed to the road. As he thought nothing changed. The woman stood there, and mumbled. He didn’t realize it yesterday, but now he tried to listen to it. He stood there so long time that his shoes got wet. His patience was successful, he was able to listen what the woman said. It was a poem, which was repeated over and over again:

He can’t see me more,
can’t hurt me more.
I can’t love him either,
he’s gone with the darker.

But I own the existence,
Mine is the pain
I’ll step down the road
Again, again, again.

She didn’t make that step, but Charles knew she definitely did it once. Since the man couldn’t reach the woman, he tried to speak to her and apologise:

– Sorry young lady for my further behaviour. I was scared first, but I  want to help you. Why are you so sad? What happened to you? Why did you kill yourself on this road?

There was still no answer but the rain stopped. Charles barley even remembered how long he had been there, but the day after tomorrow he came again, but it ended with same result. He decided, that he would not give up. So he brought flowers to the lady, told her stories from his past. He also brought a newspaper and romantic books, read to her. And in one day the woman turned to her head to him. She looked sad, but she was beautiful, even if she was dead. She whispered, hardly, and slowly, and some fear from her voice:

– What do you want from me? You want to laugh at me, or trow stones at me! Do it! I can’t feel them now, I’m just a soul of a long-time forgotten body.


Charles was surprised but satisfied. He got the spirit to talk. He said:

– No my lady, I would never do that. What I want is to listen to your story, and if it possible see your smile.


– Why should I smile to you, when no one cares about me? Why do you want to know what happened to me? – asked the lady accusingly.

– I believe you have to smile at you, I know I can learn and give towards your story, so no other poor woman will make the same mistake. – answered Charles.


– They do this over and over again. Man or woman, never learning from histories, they don’t even realize sadness, poverty and don’t even believe in ghosts.


– But I do.


– Well than, I’ll tell you my story if you promise me something. After I finished it, you’ll go away and you’ll never ask me again other silly questions.


– I agree to your terms, tell me please, what happened to your life?


– I’ve got a beautiful life, and a happy childhood, until my father died. When he passed, I couldn’t forget him, I was sad, like now I am all the time. Two years after my father’s death I met a handsome gentleman, Warn. We fell in love at first sight. We laughed and cried together a lot, slowly I could forget my loss, and I felt happy again. After living together for ten years he came home from his job and told me: “You are so strange to me, who are you? What happened to my love? We are too different I can’t stay by your side anymore.” It came all of a sudden, he didn’t let me to answer or react. I wanted to know what happened to him, why he said that. I followed him like a spy, but I wish I never saw what I did. He was kissing a black haired woman, who came from a wealthier family. I could hear him telling her the same promises and compliments. I came to this place, I threw myself in front of a train… You’ve got what you’ve asked for. Now leave me alone.


Charles looked into the woman sad eyes, and he wanted to hug her, since he couldn’t done that, so he put a simple white flower to the ground and said:

– This is yours for the story, thank you. As I promised I’ll not ask you, just tell you one thing. You’re not alone, and you’re not a strange alien. I wanted to take care of you and help you, I wanted to save you. I believe you aren’t alone and not even strange or different. You’re just lonely and broken hearted, and you deserve some care and kindness, as all human does.


The woman turned her face back to the road. She didn’t answer, but started to mumble:

He can’t see me more,
can’t hurt me more.
But I can still have love,
I can have care.

I own the trust,
Mine is the flower
I’ll step down the road
it will end again.

The woman stepped off the edge of the roadway, a Peugeot wade through her soul. The apparition disappeared. Charles watched over the whole scene. He was able to saw the woman, she looked down and smiled to him one last time…



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