Children of Stardust Part 1A Story by DoormanDanThe symbolic journey of a girl fighting depression brought on by a world that just won't accept her the way she isChildren of Stardust Part one of two Beep, beep, beep, beep! The blanket of silence that enveloped the bedroom was suddenly torn to pieces by the sound of an alarm clock. The resonating noise created by the device was more than sufficient to awaken the occupant in the bed next to it. Before the alarm could finish it's next set of four irritating beeps, a hand emerged from underneath the blanket of the bed and silenced it. With a gentle, but hollow sigh, the person of whom the hand belonged to removed the blanket, allowing the whole of reality to finally see the person with its own eyes. The occupant of the bed was a teenage girl who looked to be around 17. She had a thin build, slightly pale complexion, and sapphire colored hair. Surprisingly, it wasn't hair dye though, it was her natural hair color. But while this was strange, the most peculiar feature of the girl was her eyes. They were constantly changing from one metallic color to another. One second they were blue, then five nanoseconds later they were green, orange, purple, yellow, and every other color imaginable! Without a doubt, she was the most unique individual on the planet, and also, even though she didn't think so, one of the most beautiful. Sapphire glanced at the clock she had just silenced: the time read 7:10am. Slowly, she sat upright and gazed out her bedroom window. The scene that met the girl made even the strangest aspects of her seem normal. Where there should have been gravel and earth, there was a sea of broken pocket watches stretching as far as the eyes could see. And the trees...the trees were entirely devoid of leaves. It was nothing but a jungle of grey, lifeless branches. But the most spectacular and eerie thing was the bright white sky overhead. Not even snow or white-out could compare to it. The setting was every bit a fantasy as the girl was, but she despised...no...loathed it. She hated it because it was like a picture of her, and it constantly reminded her of how much of a freak show she was. But she knew she couldn't do anything about it and had to accept it, which only made her hate it more. "Another day..." The remarkable girl said mentally. The thought had no sort of emotion in it whatsoever. That was because she didn't know whether she should be sad, happy or depressed about living through yet another day. Deciding that she had been sitting on the bed for much too long, the girl rose to her feet, went to her closet, and picked out some clothes to wear. After she had washed up, gotten dressed, brushed her teeth, and done everything else one does in the morning to look and smell presentable, the sight was truly august. She was wearing the most casual clothes possible; a scarlet colored t-shirt covered by a light gray hoodie, ocean blue jeans and midnight black sneakers. But even in these average pieces of clothing the girl was god like. It would not have been surprising to anyone if they had discovered that she carried the blood of Aphrodite herself in her veins. Sapphire went to check herself out in a mirror hanging on the wall in her bedroom, and after a few seconds, gave up. There were thousands of tiny cracks covering every square inch of the mirror, making it practically impossible for her to see her own reflection clearly. "Oh well..." She thought, "...not much to see anyway." Since there was nothing else she had to do, the wondrous girl headed downstairs and went for the front door. Instead of opening it and exited the house though, the girl just stopped and stared at the doorknob. For the first time, her iridescent eyes settled on one particular color; black. The youth took a small step back. She didn't want to leave the warming embrace and shelter of her abode. She didn't want to step out into that world of broken pocket watches and burning cold zephyrs, place that would never, ever accept her for who...no...what she is. Everybody thought she was a monster, the lowest quality stardust any supernova in the cosmos could offer! But inside the girl knew she had to, even though she didn't like it. It was both pointless and cowardly to keep herself locked away within the walls of her home, regardless of how ferocious the icy winds of the blizzard that was her life got. With a heavy sigh, the girl slowly stepped forward and grabbed the doorknob. The lack of enthusiasm in her eyes was explicit. "Let the games begin." With that last thought echoing through her mind like sound traveling through a cave system, Sapphire opened the door and departed into the harsh, lonely world that waited. To be Continued.... © 2015 DoormanDanAuthor's Note
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Added on December 23, 2014Last Updated on March 29, 2015 Tags: You are not alone AuthorDoormanDanManchester, Levenshulme, United KingdomAboutI'm a twenty seven year old preschool teacher who enjoys writing poetry, songs, stories, paintball and other things. My favorite things to do are parkour, video games, listening to music, and making .. more..Writing
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