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Saturday, February 26, 2011
Her mother has been weeping quietly to herself for 5 suns and 6 sun downs. Aevan knew why her mother has been worried. Aevan’s mother always has followed the traditions and the Ways it has been done. Aevan doesn’t understand how nor why Ways have such strict rules placed upon the People. As far as she knows, something happened out of order that is not of the Ways brings the meaning of bad omen to the People. Aevan usually paid no heeds to the Ways. It is raining and she must hurry under the shelter or she will bring more scolding onto herself from her mother. Thinking quickly, she decided to take cover inside the barn within her sight without realizing where she is. Entering thru the barn’s gate, she heard soft, musical sigh. “What must goes down, things goes up.” Aevan repeated, “Huh? What does that mean?” But it has faded already. Instead of feeling fears, doubts or even urge to leave, she felt thrills warming her heart. Instead of pondering of what just happened, she moved forward further inside. It was dark inside but with the light weakly streaming through the cracks, Aevan is able to navigate her way around. Walking slowly, she tried to take in everything that her eyes could see. There is much stuff in here that Aevan has never seen before. Something nudged her toward the leathered felt box that is half big as she. Touching it, her fingers has told her this used to be very soft and smooth but now stiffened with time. Running her fingers downward from the top, she fibbled with the latches. She knelt down as latches unlocked. She pushed it open and coughed as she breathed in the musty smell. On the very top were parchments tied on small box, she push that to the side and saw beautiful deep red with glimmers of brown. She didn’t take it out, just touching it. As she slid her hands around the material, the scrambled words became alive inside her mind.
Though, I do believe in you. I have changed my world for you, everything I have done, and I have done it for you. I only could run so far. Love without the heartbeat, sunlight without the light are my feelings toward you. I cannot live on like this anymore.
Brushing aside the tears from her cheeks, Aevan wondered at such agony. Surely being in love is not this painful? She asked herself. Wanting to know more of this dress’ story, she reached back inside and moved her hands underneath the red dress and pulled up fluffy golden/cream dress. “This dress must be for fancy dancing.” Aevan decided. As her eyes took in the details so finely woven upon the dressed, the images of sorts flashed through her mind.
Looking and searching for someone. Here he is, and then he disappears. Suddenly there he is, not moving away from me. My heart fluttered like butterfly fluttering too fast. I took deep breath and suddenly our body joined together in dance across the floor in midst of those cruel people. I have forgotten everything else but the man in my arms. As we twirled around, I have found myself falling in love.
“Wow!” Aevan sighed, “I want to know more.” Just before she put the dressed down, the winds outside howled. She dropped the dress, and ran to the wall looking through the cracks. The winds have brought snow but the ground has not yet been covered with white. “Oh no, I must go now!” Aevan ran but quickly came back to closed the wooden box then ran out of the barn. What Aevan has not counted on is the lights are quickly dimming, making it hard for her to move through the forest. To make things worse, she is still wet from the rain. How can this be? This is summer, how can this get cold so fast? She wondered. With her lips turning blue, hair becoming stiff, she is having harder time to run smoothly toward her home. Finally with her home in sight, she moved quicker toward to warmth. She went inside with relief in her heart and eagerness for warmth. Those feelings did not last long because there is no light lit. She looked around and in darkness she could tell of the emptiness chilling her even more. “Ma? Pa? Hello?” Aevan said into the room, and then shouted into the wind. Nothing. There are no fires, no blankets, nor any food. Her belongings are still here, she quickly pulled out her dry clothes to replace the wet ones. “I want to weep, but I’m too cold.” Aevan said out loud. Wondering where her parents have gone and how to get warm, she looked through her home to find any clues. She has discovered that there are no food, dishes, nothing but table and chairs and the bed. Deciding that she can’t stay, she went to gather her stuff and tied it up in her wet dress. Taking a deep breath, she gathered the strength inside her to go out into snowy night to travel to her neighbor and perhaps she will find answers to questions she has. She ran across the field, through the forest, and hopping over the small manmade creek that brings water to the village, she finally arrived to her destination. She knocked on the door in hopes someone will wake up. The door shifted inward. She stepped inside after quick debate of whether she should go in or wait. Shivering, she felt dismay growing in her stomach. Upon realizations that the village has been abandon, she cried. She’s very cold now, her body aches with pain of coldness. Feeling around the fireplaces, she discovered only dusts, no woods to use for warmth. After seeing that all of her clothes are wet, she remembered the dresses in the barn that are still dry. She quickly decided that where she can become warm. She left and pushed herself hard through the cold wind and snowing night. Finally she arrived, the doors slammed hard but she turned around and pushed them to close and moved the wood bar to seal them closed. She stripped herself as she moved toward the box. Shivering, she reached in and to her relief, she found that there are underclothing so she began to placed them on. Feeling a little better, she rubbed her foot on her leg as she tries to decide what dress to put on. Red one is beautiful to behold but she does not want to feel pangs of anguish due to faint memories told by this dress. The white/cream dress is too flimsy to wear against cold air. Aevan sighed, she wants to get warm but there are just too many dresses and they all may have their own stories. Suddenly she found thick soft brown dress with golden trimmings. It felt so warm to her hands. Without any further thoughts, Aevan quickly placed the dress on. She twirled around, feeling beautiful. She felt her heart flipping and wondered if she was soaring in the sky. She closed the box and laid out her clothes to dry. With the blanket she found beside the box, she shook it and dusted it off, she placed it over the hay and wrapped herself into that blanket on the hay. She fell asleep. Blanket has kept her warm while she slept.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Her friend shrugged, "Well he did say we are to read chapter 21 for tomorrow because we are to have short quiz."
She slumped in the booth not happy about any forms of test.
After they placed money and tips on the table they got up and walked out of the diner. After they waved byes and promises they went home.
She snuggled in bed preparing to read chapter 21 in her textbook. She yawned and the words jumped out at her, "Ring Around The Rosies Plague." This should be interesting, she thought to herself as she learned more about the plague and history behind it. Thirty minutes later she yawned again and turned her night lamp off as she prepare for sleep.
Everything appears misty white and gray, she couldn't see where she is going but could see people passing by not seeing her. She felt doom and as if people should be scared but by looking at their white face they aren't seeing things. Just walking. Then she saw a beautiful woman dressed in 1880s standing by the bridge...
She woke up with the last scene strong in her mind. She turned over and hit the snooze button and got up from the bed. "At least it isn't scary dream this time," she dryly chuckled to herself. She got dressed and gathered her stuff.
She walked in and sat down in the desk.
"Pssst! Are we still up to it?" asked her friend.
She turned to her right and nodded yes to her friend and then whispered, "When?"
The professional started passing the quizes to the class. Her friend could not respond because the professional came to their row passing the papers.
"As the class should know, we are having pop quiz right now and I expect all of you to pass it. It only has ten questions."
The room became dead silence only of paper rustling and pencil scribbling and tapping on desks.
After all the papers were passed to front and gathered, the professional started speaking about internship. "As you know we need three more students and the deadline is today. Come to me after class if you are interested in this intership. We will be going to Europe to expeirenced the history firsthand." The professional then droned on in lecture.
After an hour and half, the class were finally over and students rushed to leave as she and her friend struggled their way toward professional's desk.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
"Aren't you in hurry?" asked her coworker.
"Oh..Right right, I better go! Bye!" as she quickly left the room with puzzled look on her face as she tried to remember what she has to do urgently.
After gothering her stuff from her locker she flipped her phone and speed dialed her friend.
After a fifth ring a laughing voice answered, "Hello?"
She sighed in relief, for this day has become too tensed for her.
"So what did I missed?" she asked.
"Besides that droning voice that can knock the fly out from ceiling?"
She rolled her eyes as she said, "yeah, besides that!"
"Well he said that we have internship coming up for two months! And only three people will get picked."
Mouth agoged, "What? That's so awesome! Where to?"
"Why don't you come over and I will hand you that flyer?"
"Where you at?"
"I'm at The Diner."
They hung up the phone.
Twenty minutes later she walked in the diner and saw her friend waving. She quickly went to the table and sat down grabbing the menu and tried to settled down which was hard because she is excited. The waitress came up asking, "Is everything alright?" After our smiles and quick nods, she proceeded by taking our drink order.
While looking over the menu, she asked, "So...tell me more about this internship?"
Her friend slide the flyer across to her as she looked down and read "Openings : 3 slots left, going to europe and have classes on field!" She quickly looked up from the middle of the flyer and smiled. Her friend's eyes twinkled back. "So should we go?"
"Oh yes! Lets go, indeed!"
Friday, October 10, 2008
She quickly looked at each child's face as she stepped into the gap. Each one looked to her to begin this innocent dance. As she looked, each one looked backed to her. She has not yet be able to determined if the voice came from her mind or one of the children were possessed. For she knew each one of them by heart and not one of them belonged to that sadistic voice.
"Ring around the rosie..." she began. The children quickly joined in with their loud voices as they moved in circle.
After third round of that game the parents started coming by to pick their children. She noticed someone was coming in late to pick up the newcomer. The one with pale gray eyes. She felt tap on her shoulder and she turned around to her coworker.
"Its alright, I have been taking care of them. I will wait here so you can go home."
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
"Riiing ARound ARooosIES!"
"PocKet AFull of PooosIES!"
"AsHES! (Quick pause) AsHES!"
"We all fall Doooown" lorn voice faints away on last word.
She gasps as she jerk awake upon the last word in her dream. "Now I muat be studying too much history this week," she tought smirking. As she quickly review her dream she brushed aside the foreboding feeling upon the song and the twitching children. She rolled to her side and glared thru her eyes to see the clock. 7AM. She groans and wondered if she should skip class today or suffer thru her teacher droning voice. Or she could go straight to work at childcare even though little bit early, okay, okay one hour early...sheesh.
She sat in chair and held the book for children to see. They shouted as they saw its mother goose book. They thrived on her skills of making storylines coming alive.
After she finished with Humpsty and His Fall. It was time for activity, she asked the class on what nursery rhymes would they like to act out.
"Ring Around Rosies!" a small voice shouted. Quicky they formed a group leaving a gab for her to take place and looked at her expectedly.
She frowned at this seemly innocent request for this has hit too close to home for her comfort. Her mind working, accessing the situation to deem it safe and feel little foolish or change the choice and feel even more foolish later.