‘Harley… Just because u can’t step outside doesn’t mean u can bring the outside inside.’ Complained Alice. I’d been practising using my ability of producing objects but I got bored and decided to put it to use. I had managed to make over 60 vases of yellow roses, water-willows and daisies appear in the living room.
‘I hate being cooped up in here though! I want to run!’ I almost screamed.
‘But u know why you’re here and not out there. You’re still only 1 maand old. We can’t let a newborn out into a world full of living, breathing humans.’ Alice repeated. I knew they were all sick of me asking but I wanted to get out of this house so bad. Just to smell the soft breeze around me, to dance and twirl through the air, dive for the elks, pounce for mountain lions and glide along the forest floor with my brothers and sisters.
Alice floated over to the glass vases. I had specifically placed them to be flowing over tables and chairs and perched on shelves and boxes. I’d scattered them in every walkway and hidden at least one bunch in every room.
‘Why yellow roses?’ Questioned Alice. She had plucked a single rose from the vase and was twiddling it through her fingers. Only I knew that behind all this ciaos was a meaning to it.
‘They represent jealousy. The water-willows mean freedom and the daisies symbolise innocence.’ I answered with full confidence.
‘Do u think we like keeping u inside? Harley, u have to understand that u are a danger, one whiff of human blood and you’d be off.’ The sadness in Alice’s eyes proved to me that she was right. I was dangerous.
‘But it’s torture watching u all run and jump outside. I want to be with you. I want to have the wind running through my hair and feel the earth under my feet. I want to jump over water and leap from boom to tree. I don’t think I can stand anymore of watching Emmett tease the elks and chase the birds.’I put on my best act to be persuasive and innocent.
‘I'll make sure I save some birds and elks for u sis!’ Bellowed Emmett from upstairs. Trust him to make a joke out of it all.
‘I hate being cooped up in here though! I want to run!’ I almost screamed.
‘But u know why you’re here and not out there. You’re still only 1 maand old. We can’t let a newborn out into a world full of living, breathing humans.’ Alice repeated. I knew they were all sick of me asking but I wanted to get out of this house so bad. Just to smell the soft breeze around me, to dance and twirl through the air, dive for the elks, pounce for mountain lions and glide along the forest floor with my brothers and sisters.
Alice floated over to the glass vases. I had specifically placed them to be flowing over tables and chairs and perched on shelves and boxes. I’d scattered them in every walkway and hidden at least one bunch in every room.
‘Why yellow roses?’ Questioned Alice. She had plucked a single rose from the vase and was twiddling it through her fingers. Only I knew that behind all this ciaos was a meaning to it.
‘They represent jealousy. The water-willows mean freedom and the daisies symbolise innocence.’ I answered with full confidence.
‘Do u think we like keeping u inside? Harley, u have to understand that u are a danger, one whiff of human blood and you’d be off.’ The sadness in Alice’s eyes proved to me that she was right. I was dangerous.
‘But it’s torture watching u all run and jump outside. I want to be with you. I want to have the wind running through my hair and feel the earth under my feet. I want to jump over water and leap from boom to tree. I don’t think I can stand anymore of watching Emmett tease the elks and chase the birds.’I put on my best act to be persuasive and innocent.
‘I'll make sure I save some birds and elks for u sis!’ Bellowed Emmett from upstairs. Trust him to make a joke out of it all.
