Tunnel

There was a boy lived in a house. He liked to play in his yard.

One day, while he was playing in the yard by his fence, he heard something from another side of the fence.




"Wanna play?"

"Who is it??" he shouted to ask.

"It's me." The voice shouted back.




It was a girl who was his neighbor.




"Wanna play?" The girl asked.

"How?"

"You play there, I play here. We can talk at the same time."




After since, the boy and the girl played together through the fence.




One day, they were playing by the fence as usual.

"I wanna see you. So we can play for real." The girl said through the fence.

"What should we do?" Asked the boy.




"Somehow we can dig a tunnel?" The girl gave him an answer.

"Tunnel?"

"Yes. You dig from your side. I dig from my side," she suggested her idea.

"And we will meet at the middle?"

"That's right."




"Okey," the boy said.




They started digging the tunnel.

The boy digged from his side, was hoping the girl did hers too.




At the same time he was digging the tunnel, he shouted to ask the girl.

"Are you there?" the boy asked.

"Yeah, I am digging," replied her.




Day by day, the boy still asked the same question,

"Are you still there?"

"I am pausing," she said.

"Why's that?"

"I just stop to figure out what the tunnel would be like."

"Okey," the boy had to accept what the girl did, but he still kept doing his job.




Days had passed,

one morning, while the boy was digging his tunnel,

he shouted over the fence to check if his play mate was there.

"Are you still playing?" He heard from another side of the fence.

"Yeah, are you?"

"I quit already," she told him.




The answer made the boy stun.




"You quit?" he asked.

"Yeah. I think this just doesn't work."




After awhile silence, he asked her with another question.

"What should I do then?"




"You should quit too."

"...................."

"This is just a tunnel. Don't be serious with it."

"..................."

"Don't waste your time with this stuff. Just do something else," continued the girl and walked away.




The boy sat at the bottom of the tunnel he had been digging and kept thinking about what the girl had told him.




For all along, he never had any question about the tunnel or even about if the girl had any other tunnels she wanted to make.

He just trusted that she did her best and kept digging it deeper and longer,

was hoping to see the girl oneday.









Quit digging....




Although it's not that hard to do....

but the harder is another thing.




He then looked up to the entrance of the tunnel

and asked himself,





How could he climb up to get out of the tunnel?