"mama!..papa!" Hiraeths soft voice called from her art room or as she likes to call it her 'creative realm' "look what I drew" hiraeth small form appears in the kitchen doorway "look look" she says as she skips to her parents waving her drawing in the air. showing her parents the picture she drew of a beautiful silhouette with a nighttime scenery of the moon and the stars.
"oh honey it's beautiful" her mother Edith praised. "yes you did a great job dear you should put it in your portfolio college they'll sure accept you with all your amazing art " her father Boris finished. and her mother nods in agreement "papa I'm only 17 I got 2 years till then"
hiraeth goes quiet "papa can I go to school this year," she says in a small voice after a while her father was the first to speak "we just don't think is the right time for you to go back to school your health has gotten worse" as if he flipped a switch by saying those words hiraeth starts to feel nauseous. grabbing onto a chair to steady herself "see honey you're sick" her mother said "public schools are filled with germs and we don't want you to catch anything that could lead to your condition getting worse" her father added
"But I feel fine I'm strong enough to make it through one year of school and if I get sick you can pull me out right away and I won't ask about it again"
"I just want to meet new people and make friends...please" she tries to reason with her parents "But baby" her mother starts hiraeth shakes her head "you promised when I turned 16 I could go to school you PROMISED!"
"sweetie listen we just want what's best for you and you going to school is dangerous and a risk for your health"
"No, you promised mama you both promised"
"you said I could that was a year ago"
hiraeth speaks firmly "you broke your promise and you lied to me, you told me lying was bad you said no one breaks promises YOU LIED!, you LIARS!" hiraeth is in tears at this point frustrated that they won't listen to her.
Feeling like hiraeth was getting very disrespectful she had enough. Raising her hand in the air only to bring it back down
slap
her mother spoke in a deadly calm voice" don't you ever call us Liars again everything we do we do for you we care about you so don't ever question anything we do for you do you hear me," not getting a response she repeats her question, she raises her voice "I SAID DO YOU HEAR ME"
scared hiraeth nods her head quickly "yes ma'am I hear you" her voice cracking as she spoke trying to hold back a sob she had never heard her mother yell before.
She had never been hit before Her once pale white cheek now a deep red and her button nose shinny and runny. her violet. eyes red and puffy from crying hiraeth is albino a condition where you have no pigmentation in your body it also makes your skin very sensitive to sunlight.
not able to hold her tears back anymore she holds her cheek sobbing she uses her other hand to try to wipe away her tears
after a while of her parents watching her cry, her mother finally spoke up
"OK ok stop crying you don't want to give yourself a fever do you"
quickly wiping her tears not wanting to get hit again but she continues sniffling
"your father and I will think about it and discuss it later come on it's time to take your medicine," her father said "come on" grabbing her arm and pulling her to the bathroom down the hall from the kitchen
Hearing those words to hiraeth is filled with dread and she drags her feet trying to slow the process
as they enter their spacious bathroom her mother starts walking to the medicine cabinet her mother pulls out a container that she despises seeing
sitting down on the same stool she does every day, rolling up the sleeve of her right arm
Her mother walked with a small cup of large multi-colored pills and a glass of water. leaning her back she pours the pills into hiraeths mouth. lifting her head back up her mother hands her the glass of water.
taking big gulps to swallow all of the pills when she's finished her face scrunched up disgust from the ball taste the pills leave behind drinking more water get that taste out of her mouth
handing her mother back the glass she sits it on the counter and waits for her husband to get hiraeth shot ready
hiraeth flinches at the length of the needle she hates needles with a passion and hate is a strong word her told her to never use that word but it's the only way to describe how she feels about needles.
her mother cleaned her arm with rubbing alcohol
her father sticks the needle in a small glass container filled with a yellow liquid that reminds her of pee and sucks it out into the needle sitting the container down he pushes a little out to get the right measurement when he gots the right amount he flicks it twice so there are no air bubbles
leaning down he looks at hiraeth and asks "you ready" nodding her head yes "ok count to three"
"one" hiraeth starts to count
"two"
her father sticks the needle in at two earning a yelp from hiraeth "three" the father finished pushing the medicine into her arm
"you said three, not two papa" hiraeth whines "I know I know but look see all done and it didn't hurt"
It's the same thing everyday pills then being stuck with needles
"can I go to my room now, please," hiraeth says her voice barely above a whisper
"yes go ahead sweetie well clean up here," her father says picking up the used Needle and cotton swabs
nodding hiraeth slides off the stool and quietly leaves the bathroom
Going down the hall and quickly making her way to the stairs
And running up just to go down another hallway
Seeing her room door come into her line of vision she speeds up wanting nothing more than to lay down and be In the comfort of her covers and stuffed animals
Finally entering her she makes a beeline for her bed she dives up under the covers And just lay there for a while doing nothing
She starts thinking about her day and how it wasn't much different from her last
hiraeth hates needles hey Hurt and turns her skin red and itchy and they know this but they still do this every single day always after study. but hey what can she do she's just a sick girl under her parent's control she doesn't know this so it doesn't matter to her not yet at least
hiraeth has been home-schooled since she was three years old she's very smart very very very smart but very naive and innocent she has never been outside she can't go anywhere being in the four walls of her house is all she known if she's not studying she's reading and writing or painting then sleeping and if not that trying not to get sick.
hiraeths has pale White skin just like snow. long thick white hair round face big violet eyes covered with long white eyelashes perfect heart shaped lips and a button nose. Shes 4 feet and six inches and 90 pounds and she's so sweet and so kind you wouldn't think she had a thing wrong with her because she was always smiling.
she doesn't take after neither of her parents but thes beautiful non the less her whole name is Hiraeth Bai Valerie but her parents call her Bai. she doesn't know the rest of her family they never visit and her parents never talk about them so she doesn't think there even alive. maybe their clouds that's what her parents say we turn into when we take our final sleep we turn into clouds and float in the wind so she gives them names and they become her family and friends
Thinking she thought for enough today she gets up and walks to her bay window and sits down resting her head on her arms she just stared at the sky and watch as the clouds and the sun moves across the sky till the moon and the stars take their place.
Feeling sleepy she closes her eyes and starts to fall asleep
Dreaming of the outside world and all the what-ifs in her life
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