Chapter 5

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VIOLET Spring is finally starting to turn into summer, mom. The changes aren’t great, but I notice them. The way the fruit broke through the flower buds, The change in the green of the leaves. The children in our block are outside more often, so I’m greeted to their laughter for most of the afternoon. I wonder so often what it’s like to be outside during the day… I threaded mom’s ribbon through my fingers as I wrote. It made me feel closer to her, having something that actually belonged to her. It was so small and fragile in my hands. Pure azure. I wonder how pure she was. In my mind she’s as pure as me. I’d like to think that she was different like me. I look out at the window and feel the soft wind blow through the trees. We have a large oak tree right in front of my window that tends to block most of the sun during the hottest hours of the day. I will never tire of the symphony of rustles. The breeze feels soft against my cheek and neck. Just strong enough to almost be unpleasant. I turn my attention back to my letter, but I no longer feel the soft silk between my fingers. My hand is empty and the ribbon is no where to be found. My focus is on the window now, and at the dreaded outside world. I get off my bed and hesitantly look outside to see the all too familiar yet feint azure stripe on the grass of our front yard. It’s outside. But I can’t go outside! I’ll burn to a crisp the moment the sun touches my skin. Dad’s at work and if Aunt Christa is meditating now… I can’t wake her up for something as idiotic as this. It has to be me. I need something to shield me… A coat! Or a blanket maybe…? My minds eye catches the image of dad’s umbrella by the front door. That would make the most sense to use. And if anyone sees me, they’ll just think I’m using it for shade. Which is true, but for much direr reasons. I get to the front door and fumble with the umbrella until it finally opens. It was a large black umbrella that was big enough to fit two of me underneath it. Our front door was large and made from a dark burgundy coloured wood. It was polished and had four squares carved into the front and back of it. The doorknob was vintage brass and smooth to the touch. Why am I telling you all this? Because I’d much rather think of anything else regarding this door than what is behind it. I took a deep breath and pretended it was night time. The outside would be much less scary when it’s night time, because I’m used to the night. The night doesn’t have a sun that gives humans cancer and turns me into dust. Finally, I compelled my wrist to turn the doorknob and open it went. It was another world. It was more than the peeks and hints I got from my window. The streets were illuminated during the day. The roads a golden path leading to paradise. The smell of the fresh greenery was like nothing I had ever experienced before, it was different to the wet dew smell of the night. The large oak tree stood strong outside our house like a guardian and the breeze against my skin was stronger now. I felt somewhat free. But the breeze reminded me of what I came out here to do. My eyes lowered to find the ribbon. It was tucked away between pieces of grass. I bent down to pick it up and felt the weight on my chest lift the moment it was safely back in between my fingers. “Hi there,” I heard a silvery voice behind me say. I didn’t dare turn around. “Are you new around here?” the voice said again. I bit my lip, refusing to answer. If I reply she’ll then know my face and voice, she could even walk around here again and recognise me while Aunt Christa or dad are around. But if I don’t reply she’ll suspect something. I mean, I’m outside. I’ve been breaking all the rules already. “Y-yes, I’m from here” I turn around to look at the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, smiling sweetly at me. She looked around my age. Amber hair that shone like strings of gold as it moved through the air in the light of the sun. I could even see, although we had a bit of distance between us, her striking green eyes that complimented her skin tone. Full lips and a heart-shaped face. She was carrying a backpack so she was most probably walking from school now. “Oh! Are you home schooled then?” she asked, seeming a bit too interested in me. I nodded. “That’s why I haven’t seen you here,” She walked closer to me and held out her hand, “I’m Dawn. What’s your name?” “Violet,” I blurted out without even thinking. Her friendliness captivated me. I mean I’ve never in all my fourteen years, spoken or even met another person outside of my family. My heart was beating so hard I thought it would burst out of my chest. She smiled showing her teeth, “Well Violet, I guess I’ll be seeing you around here more often?” she slowly rocked on her heels. “Uhmm yeah, hopefully” I smiled weakly as I watched her walk past me waving once more before carrying on. I watched her run off into the distance and smiled. Daytime creatures are so much better.
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