Word count: 1,000
Summery: Taemin sees a music stand sitting in the water, but no one else sees it. He starts to think there is something wrong with him until a strange boy shows up.
A/N: This was written for a challenge my school Writing Club gave me. Write a fictional piece with no more than 1000 words in it. i hope you guys like it. I also wanted to get something out because I feel bad for making you guys wait for my other stories....
When I was about eleven years old, I moved to a small town beside the ocean. It was a quiet town with so few people that it was impossible to walk around the corner without seeing someone you knew. There was a tiny school at the edge of town, but at that point in time, I was not yet attending.
The day we arrived at our new house, my mother decided to ditch the chaotic nature of boxes that needed to be unloaded, furniture that needed to be placed, and maps that needed to be memorized. She decided to take me to the beach with her. That was when I saw the strangest thing I had ever seen in my entire short life. There was a music stand just standing in the shallows of the water, half buried to keep it upright.
“Mom,” I exclaimed as if I had just seen the most beautiful thing in the world, “why is that music stand just sitting there?” I pointed to it with curious eyes and waited for her to answer my question, but she just looked at me with confusion in her eyes.
“What are you talking about, Taemin?” my mother asked. “There isn’t a music stand over there. Are you seeing things?”
My eyes widened and I looked from the music stand that I could see quite clearly to my mother’s slightly worried face. I didn’t like it when she looked worried. I could barely remember her giving me a similar look the night my father left. She was always worrying over me. So I lied to her.
“Oh, sorry,” I laughed. “I must have been imagining again.” I gave her the brightest, goofy smile I could muster before she smiled back at me. We placed our stuff on a clear patch of dry sand a little ways from the water. My mother helped me apply sunscreen and then we waited under the umbrella as it soaked in.
My eyes were glued on the strange music stand the whole time.
Even six years later when I turned seventeen, I could still see the music stand just sitting on the beach. Every day, it would be there, glowing in the light of the sun, letting the water run around its long neck, and remaining invisible to everyone but me.
Every day I would look at it and ask myself the same questions over and over again. Who put it there? What did they put it there for? How long had it been there before I saw it? Why was I the only one that could see it?
I never found answers.
The more I asked people about the music stand, the more people that thought I was crazy. I was even starting to believe I was crazy. Maybe something was wrong with me. I had thought about that about as many times as I thought about the music stand.
One day, I was sitting on the beach near the music stand. I had stayed home from school because I wasn’t feeling well, but sitting in my room was too boring for my taste, so I snuck out to the beach and just sat there.
My black hair waved about, ruffling slightly in the salty air that came off the ocean. I loved the smell of the sea. It was always so fresh when the city smelled like exhaust and cigarettes. I looked at the music stand before standing up on my own two feet.
Then, I actually touched it for the first time in six years. It was cool to the touch despite having been in the sun all day. In fact, it made me shiver slightly.
“Excuse me, are you Taemin?” a voice spoke up from behind me. My head shot around to look at who had called me. My eyes met a boy that looked a little older than me. He had neatly trimmed brown hair that covered most of his forehead, beautiful chocolate brown eyes, and a pleasant smile gracing his lips.
“Yes, I’m Taemin,” I confirmed as I stared at him, a little wary. People had been talking a lot about me and my hallucinations of a music stand in the shallows of the water. Sometimes people would come by to laugh at me. It was hard to tell who was who.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Taemin,” he said politely, grinning even wider than before. “I’m Jinki, and I’m here to tell you that you are not crazy. I can see the music stand, too.”
My eyes widened at those words. He could see it, too? Was it really true? “Wait a second,” I blurted, stopping my thoughts from racing too far ahead. “I’ve never seen you before. I know everyone in this town. How do you know me but I don’t know you?”
He didn’t answer. He only reached into a deep pocket in his jacket and pulled out a conducting baton and handed it to me. “You don’t need to know that right now, you’ll know soon enough anyway. Let’s just have some fun for now.”
Gently, he grabbed my hands and led me to stand before the music stand. He stood behind me and lifted my hands into the air. I automatically began waving them as if I were conducting an invisible symphony. His hand released mine as I took over. I got carried away when the symphony of the ocean met my ears. I don’t know how long I conducted the sounds around me, but I was tiring when he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the waters.
My body split into two beings. One stayed on shore conducting, while the other continued to walk, unaware of being over the water instead of sinking into it. The me on the water looked back to shore. The me on shore collapsed into the sand. The music stand was gone.
The me on the water continued to walk and walk and walk…