The Broken Star

My bed was cold as it was every night, sleeping in a house with no heating system was a dread but that doesn’t stop me from admiring the incredible view I see every morning and night the beautiful forest beside my house that has all different kind of coloured leaves like pink, green, red, orange, etc. I’m Lara and I live in a place secluded from the nearest major city and I like it that way. I moved to my new home a year ago, it was built 6 decades ago and still feels very historic even though my family has done almost everything to give it some modern flavour. But we love our home it makes us feel safe and happy no matter how old it feels, I live with my older brother who is 16 years old as I’m only 3 years younger than him, he continuously treats me like a baby and even a dog. He finds it very amusing whilst every minute of it is t*****e to me after all I’m an introvert I have very few to no friends at all I like to study on my schooling and love time to my self, moving away from modern day civilisation was a dream, but a dream you can like never get out of. “Lara! Get up it’s time for school, if your late you’ll be doing dinner dishes tonight” shouted my mum from the stairwell, as I struggle my way out of bed I realise my books are at the library from Friday when I went to go study for an exam that was on today even though this was a massive problem dishes was going to be even worse because not only am I gonna be late I will have to deal with a massive lecture from my mum about the way my sleep schedule is. “Mum! We need to go to the library, my books are there” I screamed, my mum being the woman she is ran up those stairs quicker than lightening striking the ground and gave me THE look, it was a look of you wait for this afternoon and a look of get in that car right now if you want your books. So I best keep my mouth closed until I reach school to then only thank her and tell her I love her which then she only replies with a “mhm”. As I make my way up my school stairs I realise the time and hurry to the student office to collect my late pass and run to my exam which was held in the lecture theatre, mind you that is the worst place to enter if your late especially during an exam because it is the whole grade 8 cohort participating in this exam. I handed my late pass to my teacher, took my exam and my seat and begun immediately because only lord knows how much time I have until this has to be handed in. Only 30 minutes into the exam and something doesn’t feel right like the wind has suddenly changed or the tides have shifted unwillingly but whatever it was I didn’t like the feeling, you know being the smart person I am I could just ask to see the school nurse, but if I fail this exam my grades destroyed, my chance to get into extension classes gone, so I ignored it as long as I could until I finished my work to then ask to see the school nurse to then be sent home because I apparently have a fever or something. When my mum found out I was coming home oh great heavens she was not having it a single bit. “So is this the stunt you put on for being late to school now” my mother said in a disappointed tone, as we got home it was already 12:35am and my father was outside tending to the front garden then yelled out “If it isn’t my favourite little brain bot” I hardly had any energy to endure his happiness from the constant yelling from my mum in the car, by the look on my fathers face he knows I’m tired as heck and knew that my mother was going to make me clean a whole lot tonight. Later that night as I’m doing the dishes my mother comes into the kitchen to lecture me about how I have been acting lately and advises I should see a therapist because it’s getting to hard for her to manage my behaviour, being an introvert hearing my mum say that makes my heart shatter, as she is the only person in this whole stupid world that could truly understand what I go through, to then tell me I need therapeutic help. My only response was to run up to my room crying and lock the door for the next two days, as I enter my room the window has been open the entire time I have been home, I must’ve forgotten to close it before I left for school I thought to myself as I close my window I stop and admire the view of the forest as it looks more majestic than it has ever before, as I listen into the whistle the trees make as they sway with breeze makes me feel more at home than ever, I then hear the birds chirp their song of love to their baby chicks and all I can do is hum alongside them. Time must’ve flown by real fast because I probably fell asleep and now it’s 2:25 in the morning and the whistle from the trees is still as prominent as ever and the stars are brighter than ever so I decide to close my window and head back to sleep even though the stars and the moon still shine through my thick curtains. As I wake up the next morning I feel a pure energy in my room and it’s the first time it’s felt more modern than ever