Date: 4/13/2017
By Beatrice Wielich
I was staying with my sister in some city or whatever. There was this kiosk we would walk in front of every day. The owner was a guy and his wife was roaming around, with sticky hair and a stained white dress. He sold anything. From good luck charms, to umbrellas, lighters, cigarettes. We went there to buy cigarettes. One day he showed us an umbrella. It was super small, worked quite badly, it was transparent with black details, he showed me a black, a pink and a green one. I took some time to browse through his items while he was away. I discovered he had a daughter. He had some stickers, some pink gadgets. That is why I could tell. I had bought some strange mixed flavor cigarettes. Someone asked us one. I remember they asked us one. They looked like the other ones in my dream.