Mysterious boy scout

It was a rainy thursday when we rode a jeepney
We saw a boy scout seating in front of me
He was very cute and chubby
Wearing his boy scout attire incompletely

He was a kid who looks innocently
His blue bag was on his back while he was seating chilly
He observes everything silently
With his stunning Utopian round eyes that opens widely

His color was not too dark and not too lightly
His round face was created symmetrically
The angle of his nose is on a nice degree
His pinkish lips fits on his face perfectly

His haircut follows school rules correctly
And he wears himself neatly,
He catches our attention so easily
Thus me and my friend was amused constantly.

Until we reached our trips extremity
We are shock cause we and the boy scout has a destination equality
So he go out first and we follow intentionally
For we want to see him until we depart totally

As he go down out of the jeepney,
We saw him going on a right direction precisely
But just after him, we go down out of the jeepney
Yet in a span of a second we didn't see him anymore, he was gone unknowingly

We look in all directions fast and carefully
But our senses failed to track the scout: we didn't saw him and we didn't heard any noise from a running boy, he disappeared totally!
The right direction was part of a street and it was blocked so if he go there we must see him in reality

We are thinking all the what if's logically
But after all we cannot decline impossibility
What we experience is truly extraordinary
The boy scout transcended our fast eyes, does he teleported and gone swiftly? is he a time traveler? or we are just played by our own fantasy?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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