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Nick and Kit. True life stories that never took place
True life stories that never took place
Elena Dolgovesova
Designer, illustrator Igor Volgin
© Elena Dolgovesova, 2019
ISBN 978-5-0050-3950-7
Created with Ridero smart publishing system
Story One
Kit’s Appearance
In a very regular large and noisy city, in a very regular apartment on the eighth floor there lived a very regular boy. That boy had a fairly regular name – Nikita – but the people who knew him usually called him just Nick. Nick lived in that apartment together with his dad, mother, older brother and Busya the cat – and they were all pretty regular too.
However, Nick had a very unusual friend. You may wonder what it was that made this friend so unusual? The thing is that no one ever saw this friend, except for Nick himself. It may have to do with the fact that it was an imaginary friend, but there’s no telling with certainty.
The friend’s name was also Nikita, but he usually went with just “Kit” for short. Just like Nick, he was also 5 years old, and he also lived in that large city and that same apartment on the eighth floor. He was just as tall as a Lego man, but he looked and dressed as a usual boy. The difference was that Kit didn’t have to go to the kindergarten or wash himself, or brush his teeth, or ride the bicycle. When he felt like going somewhere, he just popped up wherever he wanted to go, and he could shrink to become even smaller and get though any kind of obstacle.
Most of the time Kit spent in Nick’s room staying invisible. At night, he slept when Nick did, and woke up when Nick got out of bed. In daytime, when there was no one in the apartment, Kit travelled across the apartment in a small toy car trying to evade water spilled on the table, plant stems, and stay out of Busya’s sight. It’s a well-known fact that cats see everything, even things that don’t actually exist.
But Kit didn’t spend all his time at home. As soon as Nick thought about something mischievous or did something he wasn’t supposed to do, Kit appeared right there with him. Kit turned visible, sat on Nick’s shoulder and told him a story about all the incredible adventures that could happen if Nick was as small and naughty as Kit was.
It was one of those stories that started their friendship. Once when Nick was in a shop with his mother he ran off and hid behind some clothes hangers. He thought mother would find him soon, but time passed, and she wasn’t in sight. All of a sudden, he heard a ringing voice, “Hey, Nick!”
“Who’s here?” wondered Nick. He looked round and saw a boy looking just like himself, wearing jeans and a T-shirt with a dinosaur print, just a very small one.
“I’m Kit,” the boy introduced himself. “Isn’t it you mother is looking for?”
“No, I’m not lost, you know, I’m just hiding,” replied Nick.