Feb 20, 2017 23:08
She ran in the meadows with outstretched arms, looking up in the sky. A fleet of birds passed over the clear blue ocean, which reflected in her eyes. Euphoria swept her unruly curls back and she breezed past the strong wind aiming for the horizon. Her heartbeat matched her excitement.
She was a child again. The best years of her life treasured safely by her mind. She was wearing her favorite chiffon dress that caressed her tender skin. A smile was plastered on her face which gleamed of serenity she craved for nowadays. It was her happy place in the world.
As if on cue to her breathlessness, the sky changed color. The stars popped up one by one and she marveled at this wonderful creation. Patterns formed and deformed as she walked ahead aimlessly. Life indeed was beautiful and enchanting. The smiling face of the moon beckoned her to explore its richness. One day, she’ll take a flight of fancy stairs that the moonlight revealed.
A star sprinted downwards and she darted to pick up the silver glitter. It grew darker and darker as she got sucked into the black hole. She stumbled and fell down. She got up using the projecting stick propelling out of the ground. It was a lever of some sort and before she could decipher that she was all grown up; a blinding light and deafening sound roared across the terrain.
Terrified she moved aside. And then, the nightmare returned. She saw the kids and the moving trolley; she figured she had to change the track. And just when she did that another child appeared; the one that she always wanted for herself- her mirror image. Tears streamed down her face while she tried reaching for the lever. It was nowhere to be found.
She woke up with sweaty palms and racing heart. Alone. Tired. Scared.
*****
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