Aloras Light

Alora, One day when you’re much older you’ll understand why we did this. Until that day please know you’re better off without us. There’s no question you are perfect. That you’ll find a family who will love you because you attract all that you seek. A light beyond time. Whose eyes shine bright and whose life has purpose. We can’t protect you or give you the life you deserve therefore we will do the next best thing and we will give you to someone who can. A better life perhaps. Sweet child I am sorry, and know this is not a depiction of my love for you because I do love you Alora. This is Although, a declaration of my unrequited commitment to keeping you safe and proving that sometimes truly loving means letting go. Letting go so that you can grow up and be all that I know you can be. But Remember this my beautiful daughter you attract all you seek and you are a light beyond time. I love you Alora. Your mother, Averena I was 15 when my step mother gave me this note. My birth mother Averena left it with me when she abandoned me on her front steps at just 3 months old. Now I’m 17 years old. My step mother Rose was a prominent woman with a husband who barely ever made it home to us. We were all we had. She loved me but deep down I knew she resented me because of the way my step father looked at me. I had long black raven hair. Fair complexion. A lot of my friends compared my skin to porcelain. I had blushed cheeks and full lips. My lashes were long and my eyes well they were an orange amber color. Definitely something out of a sci-fi movie. They always joked I was not from this world. Sometimes I believed them because when I wanted something bad enough I could almost wish it into existence. I was 5’6” so pretty average and pretty popular at school. All the boys liked me. But I liked my best friend Reagan. He wouldn’t admit it but I knew he liked me too. But as I looked at this note my step mother walks in the kitchen flustered because Jared is finally making it home to dinner. “Alora, Jared, will be joining us tonight for dinner, so I figured I’d have Torna make some stew, his favorite.” She knew I hated stew, I pulled my cell from my pocket and figured I’d text Reagan to meet at our favorite burger spot downtown. “Yeah, I had plans with Reagan tonight, we’re going down to Tom Toms for burgers. Tell Jared I said hi.” She knew I avoided him at all cost. He made me uncomfortable with the way he acted with her and sometimes I felt like I could hear his thoughts. I know it’s just me in my own head, maybe, but I literally felt I could hear him say how sick of her he was every time he was around. Maybe it was the way he acted but I literally heard his voice in my head loud and clear. And I just don’t want to be around him. I felt bad. And he was always so nice to me. It just made it so much worse. She looked at me almost in relief I wouldn’t be around but sad because she really loved me too. Rose was really attractive. Blonde, blue eyes, curvy, of course thanks to the loads of money Jared made. But beautiful inside and out and it pained me to see her suffer. She felt the same about me. We loved each other and we were all we had. “Alright, but be back by 10. And be careful out there. I love you. Keep your cell nearby just Incase”. She smiled as she responded and walked out of the kitchen to find Torna. “I’ll be there in 5 min ? Reagan Perfect, he’ll be here in 5 min. Tonight I’d talk to him about us. It’s our senior year. Senior prom is coming up and I want us to go together not as friends but as maybe a thing. Ugh I’m so nervous. But I’m hoping because I really want this bad enough that it’ll finally happen. I really like him. I always have. I know he does too. He’s just wanting to keep his options open I guess. Or I really don’t know why. But tonight I’ll get to the bottom of it. I ran upstairs to my bedroom to grab my sweatshirt just Incase I get cold. Either way I was going to get to the bottom of it. I was holding the note in my hand and as I grabbed my sweatshirt I looked at the note one last time. “You attract all you seek” hmm well “I seek Reagan”. I chuckled to myself as I spoke the words out loud and slid the note onto my desk. Reagan was outside. For some reason I always knew when he was around. Or when someone was at our door. It’s like I just knew things. And lately I felt like it’s gotten stronger, these feelings of knowing. Either way he was here and My heart fluttered. Here goes nothing I thought to myself and down the stairs I ran.