Folklore, fairytales, legends and myths are all literary genres that attempt to imbue moral or cautionary tales. But what if the authors didn’t give the “whole picture?”
A little girl in a pink sweater with a pink backpack is standing on the front steps of her school, as if she’s waiting for her parents to come by and pick her up. Since the rest of the children have left and there’s no more business to be had, an ice cream truck departs the premises, playing its hallmark, music box like tune, as it passes by a white-haired man in a gray trench coat, quietly watching the girl from a distance.
As the girl descends the steps, inside the fenced school property, her mum walks up while looking into her mobile phone. As they walk together through pleasant neighborhoods, sidewalks of busy streets and a pedestrian overpass at a highway, the man in the trench coat is not far behind – eyes affixed on the little girl.
Once mum and daughter reach a corner, waiting for an opportunity to cross the street, the man adjusts his standing position away, as if to not notice the female duo – the girl looks at him but is beckoned by her mum to cross the street with her while they had the light. Once the girl looks away, the man hurriedly catches up to them before he misses the light to cross the street.
Like a little duckling, the daughter is just paces behind her mum, as they reach their house. The house is quaint and is adjacent to a property that has a brick wall as a fence – an obstruction the man uses not to be seen as they enter their own property. It’s a long wait from afternoon to nightfall but the man is still outside. Is he planning to do something heinous to the girl?