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From the beginning
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From the beginning
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If you want to find a wish
look everywhere All around they’re there Floating through the air, unnoticed, unseen Until they slip into crevices into minds Every person has wishes “I wish we had more ice cream” “I wish I have a pet” to “I wish you cared about me” “I wish you were still alive” Beautiful, Happy, Bitter, Desperate, sad, Afraid, Angry, Hopeful The wishes stay until they are fulfilled When they are replaced with more wishes everywhere if you want to find a wish open your eyes and see Laughter and joy
Sorrow and horror yes and no question and answer fill our world up and down nothing and something people and animals words and art make the world color and no color battery and no battery space and no space work and no work are the world babies and adults kids and teenagers male or female you and me can make a difference. Wait, like a plant?
What’s that? I don’t think you’ve met the right person yet It’s just a phase That’s not a real thing How do you know if you’ve never tried? I doubt it Yea right Really? You like pans? Have you been hitting on me? Well now you're making me uncomfortable No... You're too young to know really Get out of my house I didn't raise a boy I didn't raise a girl Okay Cool I'm glad Good for you I am too I will always support you Fantastic I'm glad you trust me enough to tell me that I love you You don't deserve the oppression faced on you Yay! I'll always be here for you I sit
crammed, with no room to move legs scrunched in front of me and sticking to the seat a bag rests at my feet my father rests next to me - even more crammed than I am We are just two in a long line of travelers sharing a small plane Who knows where we are all going? What we will see there? Who is leaving for a trip or vacation? Who is going home? Where are we? Where are we really going? The plane begins to move forward slowly then faster faster faster until it soars into the air we leave the earth behind and embrace the sky When the sky darkens
from aquamarine to navy-grey and shadows spread over me my heart beats a joyful, free melody. The rain begins thump, thump, thump against my window and I run down stairs, jamming on my flip-flops, then outside. The rain picks up thwap, thwap, thwap, thwap into a downpour rushing down, pelting from the sky so much cool, wet water WHOOOOOOSSSHHHHH onto me. As the night moves on, I look at the stars and try to locate the Big Dipper and the Little Dopper. Everything is silent, and all I can see are the stars and pitch black. I try to fall asleep; I can see my brother and sister sound asleep and my mom and dad wrapped up in blankets. I think about home and my dogs Dewey and Daisy probably cuddled in their cages as they wait for us to return. I close my eyes, but no luck comes. I just can’t fall asleep. I open my eyes and look around when finally something catches my eye. A pair of eyes looking through the bushes at me! I think it’s a dream, I fell asleep, it's all a dream, but I know it's not. Should I wake someone? I don’t know what to do! It’s probably just a bear or a fox- A BEAR, A FOX. What am I thinking?! This is a big deal! I curl down into my sleeping bag so maybe it won’t notice, but I get to hot and need to get out. I look anywhere but the eyes. I can’t though- it’s so attracting. I look over, but to my surprise there are two pairs of eyes not one pair. I’m even more scared now. I can see the animal coming closer. As it comes closer, I get deeper in my sleeping bag until I can’t see at all. BANG! I scream! It’s on my sleeping bag! My parents wake up as well as my brother and sister. They're laughing. Why would they be laughing?! There are two wild animals on me! I look up, and just like them I burst out laughing. There are no wild animals: it’s just two crazy loyal dogs named Dewey and Daisy. They got out of their cages and followed us here. We all lay back down, and now Dewy and Daisy are spread across our feet. Now I can fall asleep; I have two crazy dogs protecting me from the scary animals here. I wish that I could stand here and tell you that it wasn’t me, that I was above the foolishness and had the foresight to see what would happen. Well, you know what they say about hindsight... It was just a joke. There was no way that it could actually happen; it was unthinkable, unimaginable, impossible. But, we all repeated that joke until it became serious, and after it became serious it just became, but no I should not say it just became; it was us. We elected Donald Trump.
We did not just ask for this, we looked at all of our other options and used our choice to begin this future. I understand that we deserve everything that has happened since. That is because I am very old, and beyond the ability to remember it, I have had space - packed boats and trains, apartments and cells - to do little more than think about it. Some of the younger people I have met find it hard to believe that there was once a year 2019 AD. They, though we live in places with thousands of years of history in them, cannot imagine 2000 consecutive years, nor do they know what AD stands for. The words “anno Domini” are not as evident in meaning as we are used to. That makes sense, of course, considering that it is 96 ADT, obviously standing for After Donald Trump. Even since you emerged, blood covered and yelling, you have always been one at war. Always the screaming and the fighting and the teeth clenched growling. You are animal. You are battle.
But there was time before that, a time before this burning scream in your lungs. Back then, you did not have any lungs. It was when you first were conceived, before you had thoughts or touch. You were unknown to all, including yourself. You were next to nothing. You were the thickness of a piece of paper, but even then you were not singular. You were two things combined to form into one you. And it was peaceful for a while. After the initial crash, it was just coexistence. There was not much room to spread out, but you did not want room yet. You had no anxiousness or wander lust. Your cells, for the only time ever, satisfied in zygote. It seemed that there was no time. Everything was dark, for you did not have the ability to see. Everything was silent, for you had no ability to hear. Nothing felt like anything. You do not remember this, and even now you cannot conceptualize this. It is impossible to understand yourself at your simplest form, two cells collided into one. It does not seem real but you have never seen your past happiness as quite real. The two pieces of you lived together quite well. With no senses, there was no reason to dislike one another. The embrace, had you been able to feel it, the embrace was quite warm. It was comfort, and it was simplicity. No one wanted air or space, because what use is that to one without lungs? You existed solely inside of your two cells. It was all you knew and all you wanted. It was tranquil, and it seemed unending. It was all chemistry and biology, and no thought. Love in it’s simplest form. Two held together without knowing why and without needing to know why. They, ovum and sperm, melded cell membranes until they were one. Surrounded in each other's embrace. Do you remember how you forgot? Of course not, but know this: things have a way of changing. They somehow always will, and they did. I am Sophie Pettit, best friend and sister of Lulu Pettit. This is the story of the most important day of my life.
I went to preschool that day thinking it would be like any other. I left realizing how wrong I was. I woke up that morning feeling contented as I put on my puffy pink dress that made me feel like a princess when I wore it. I ate my breakfast with my mom and hugged the large bulge on her stomach that would soon be my sibling. Then, I fought through the piercing January weather to get to the car. I had free time when I first entered the classroom, so I played dress up with my friends. We put on elegant tiaras and graceful dresses. The amusement never ended when I was at school. We did finger painting with every color imaginable. Blues as beautiful as the butterflies, greens as bold as leaves. We painted until there was no paint or paper left. That day I was allowed to stay at school for lunch a luxury I was rarely allowed. I had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with some carrots and crackers on the side. When my dad finally picked me up, he had a Cheshire cat grin on his face and squeezed me half to death when he saw me. “What does it feel like to be a big sister?” Dad asked me, his grin only getting more immense. “I don’t know,” I answered confusedly. “You should,” he said as he buckled me into my car seat. |
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