A little birds name: Chapter 17It was December twelfth and it had been a day since I had obtained the strange stone. I spent a lot of time just staring at it, trying to decipher what made it so different. I even went as far as to “Google” it. There were no returns. It was hard for me to believe I had the only rock that glowed, ever. There were some images that were similar, but none of them were the same. It was driving me crazy, I wanted to know. I wanted to know where it came from, and what it was. I rolled it between my fingers, and pondered what I would do with it. “It will keep you safe”, that’s what the note said, which I still hadn’t gotten rid of either. I believed that even if there was no note, I would have still felt safe, because in a strange way just holding it in my hand was comforting. Then I picked up on another keynote in the odd characteristics of the rock. It was warm. At first I thought it was just because I had been holding it for so long, but after sticking i
A little birds name: Chapter 16I felt as though a veil had been lifted. Everything made sense. All the small things I had ignored before, they stood out clear as day. I tried to carry myself as if I was completely undetectable by the opposite sex, and part of me honestly thought I was. I thought that I transcended my gender and actually made to the other side. I always knew I was a girl of course, and it didn’t really bother me, but I felt like if I did everything I could to be like a “man” it would happen. I began to realize that day with Zack that nothing was as it seemed to me. I was entirely wrong, my perception was off. I didn’t know how to react, I thought about running away.Zack had finally left after making sure I was okay. Of course I wasn’t okay, but he didn’t need to know that. The next day I invited Olive over, I wanted to try and get back to what I remember my life being like. It was around one thirty in the afternoon when she arrived at my house. I made us lunch and
A little birds name: Chapter 15Zander had stayed that whole day with me. We just sat at the house watching movies and listening to my Mom tell stories, like we were two young kids huddled around a campfire. He left later that night after having eaten dinner with us. The strange thing was I missed him even before he had gone. Like there was no such thing as overstaying his welcome. For the first time in a while, I found myself caring about more than just Olive. For almost a year and a half she was the only thing that mattered, and it started to feel like I was finally seeing other people, and other things that mattered. It’s like I was changing. The scariest thing of all was that even though I missed Zander, it wasn’t because I wanted to kiss him or be close to him, more so I just enjoyed him being around. I liked the way he laughed, and how he said my name with such care, like it was fine china, and if he wasn’t gentle it might break. Most of all I missed how he made me feel so important, like he h
A little birds name: Chapter 14Sunlight washed over me, bathing me in a warm glow. The sounds of chirping birds came to me slowly as they drifted through the window. I lifted my head and yawned. I balled my fists and rubbed my eyes until I started to see fireworks. I did that often, so I will probably go blind someday. I stretched out the last bits of sleep from my stiff body, before realizing I was alone. I flung the covers off myself and proceeded to walk to my bedroom door. I was pretty sure I did not fall asleep to an empty bed, so why was I waking to one? Then as I grabbed the door knob I heard something from downstairs that made me take a step back, laughter. I hurried down the stairwell and as I reached the bottom I was met with the most unfamiliar sight. It was my mother in the kitchen; she was holding a frying pan and using a spatula to serve eggs to a boy, the boy that had held me in his arms the night before. They were laughing hysterically, so much so they hadn’t even noticed me standing at the bas
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