Green+Eyes

 Right now I am living a normal life, but I remember a day that changed my life completely. It was a hot day; I was about seven years old. I was living along the Nile River with my father, an architect, and my mother. That night was a weird night my parents had just told me I would have to go on a trip, and I wouldn't be back for a while.  “But dad why do I have to go” I whined. “Because.” he said quickly after. “But dad it’s no fair no one else is going.” “Because your special son you will be doing something great.” “Now it’s time to go to bed.” he said to me. “But dad I still don’t understand.” “I will explain tomorrow now go to bed you will need your rest.”  “Goodnight Giza.” said Dad. “Goodnight Dad.” I said. I went to sleep that night in our hut. Behind the walls I could hear my parents arguing. Although I was very naive, I could overhear what they were yelling about. I heard my mother interrogating my dad about why I have to leave. He wouldn’t tell her. This went on for a few hours. I fell asleep, unsure of what the events would be for the next day, but I do have to say it was a good night’s sleep.
 * __Green Eyes __ **

I woke up that morning in our family hut. All of the things were the same, but something inside of me was different. I went back to sleep and then my dad came in to wake me up. “Get up Giza.” he said. I replied with “Okay.” because I didn’t want it to seem like I was uneager to leave. I got ready.  As I was getting ready I could hear my parents carrying on again.  So after I got dressed in my robe to leave I left my room being unsure to see it again. Then my parents were smiling, masking there worried expressions. “You ready Giza!” my dad asked. “Yep.” I said with my fake smile. I wasn’t ready. I was terrified. My whole body was shaking. My mother did not come with my dad and me though. She stayed home. My dad and I got on the camel. “So, you excited?” my dad said. “To do what?” I replied. “Well Giza I am working on new project, and it seems that I need your help on it.” “Yeah, I really hope this works out for you, dad.”  My dad was always a big dreamer, always wishing for outlandish things to happen.  “Oh, I love you son.” I didn’t reply. This made me feel bad, but how could you possibly love someone who was keeping a secret away from your family? It was a twenty mile trek. This was very long via camel. It felt like forever. I took a sip out of the well at our resting point. It was very hot. But little did I know it would get worse than this.

My father informed me that we had arrived at our destination. I was very confused because there was nothing but sand dunes going on what seemed like forever in every direction. Then at the top of a dune I could see something it looked like men on camel back. When they got closer I realized it was a few of my father's coworkers and their children too. I soon became less worried because I could see that maybe other children were going on the trip with me. My father said to me, "It’s almost time Giza." "Time for what?" "It’s time for you to help me with my new project." "But dad how am I suppos......." Before I could finish my sentence I saw a bright flash from the sky. It looked like a strike of lightning hit the ground, but there was still light there after the strike. The light grew brighter and brighter until the point where I could barely see it then multiple rays of light shot out in different directions. It was like something I had never seen before. Right as this phenomenon came to its peak everything stopped and in its place were left two men. They were both very tall and lengthily. They were both very skinny and look just like regular people except for their eyes. They had big green eyes, they were very strange but had their own beauty to them. They had a bright glow and seemed unreal almost like emeralds were replacing them. "Dad, who are those men?” I asked. "Let’s just say they are business partners and are going to supply us with some equipment for my project." "But dad, where did they come from?" "SHHHHH here they come be respectful." Then green eyed men were walking towards us, both carrying tools. These were not any ordinary tools they were made of a strange substance. I had never seen before it was silver and shiny, but that wasn't the start of it. They also had rays of light coming out of different parts of them and I didn't even know it was possible for light to be contained that way. Once the green eyed men reached my father they handed him the tools. Neither of the green eyed men talked at all.    After they exchanged the tools my father said, "And now I must finish my part of the deal." He gave a signal to his coworkers. The green men started to walk to the spot where the originally came from. After my father had given his signal all the children started following the green eyed men. I looked at my father. He said "Go ahead son." Then the strike of lightning came back down and there were bright lights everywhere and all the children were walking towards it. I refused to move. Why should I go with these men I have no clue who they are and they don’t even look human. My father yelled to me "You have to go Giza it was the deal!" I didn't understand why my father was making me go with them. Then I realized what was going on, I was traded with all the other children. My own father had traded me for tools.

I became very angry, but my father comforted me.  He said, "Son this is part of my project I need these tools to build my dream." "That is the most selfish thing I had ever heard!" "Giza it is not selfish these dream structures will be built for the kings and queens. Our whole family will be honored because of you." "What could you possibly build for kings and queens dad?" "I am building their tombs, son. Big triangular structures for kings and queens when they pass." I still did not want to go even if I was going to help my family but I knew I had no choice at this point after all I was only seven. "Don’t worry Giza you will not be forgotten." "And how is that dad?" "Well son I get to name the structures and I am going to name them after you." Before I could argue about it again my father pushed me forward and said, "Time to go boy." I had no choice but to listen and follow the rest of the children.

 The green eyed men lead us to this magnificent light I could have easily ran away but where would I run too? There was nothing for twenty miles but sand. My only chance of survival was to go with them. They lead us into the light. A lot of emotions were running through my brain specifically sadness, loneliness, and confusion. I didn’t know what to think, or what to feel. I was frightened of my own destiny. I turned around to see my father’s face one last time but the light was too bright I was almost completely blinded from anything outside of the light. I tried to picture his face in my mind but the only thing I could picture were those unforgettable green eyes.