It is morning and everyone is parting ways. My sister goes to school. My mother goes to work. I stay in my room and watch everyone else from my tower. I drew back the curtains only letting in a little bit of the light in and a little girl, one of my sister’s friends saw me. She smiled at me. Her parents, who were right next to her, came and rang the doorbell. I wish they leave but they greeted me with a smile through the glass door. I went downstairs and answered the door. The girl was very happy to see me. She wore a pink ballerina outfit and a tiara because it was her birthday. As I opened the door she handed me the card which I assumed to give to my sister. Her smile was infectious and pierced into the deep dark depths of my soul that has been tortured for years. I took the card and shut the door not wanting anyone to see me.
The next morning was the morning of the girl’s party. I decided to do something special for the occasion. I drew back the curtains letting light come in. I wore my black cape with feathers on it. Inside the cape was blue and green stripes. I felt vulnerable and pained. Everything was coming to light.
That evening I heard a noise outside of a little girl crying. It was the girl with the smile wearing that pink outfit. She had something brown on her foot. She was laying down crying out for help for a couple of minutes until I couldn’t take it anymore so I rushed her off to the hospital.
It began to rain, as it rained outside tears began streaming down the little girl’s face in sadness. The little girl looked deeply into the tv screen. As she looked into the screen I looked at her and began to have an aching heart, lamenting her pain.