Monday, February 11, 2013

The "Specialist's" Job Continued-Elizabeth


Continued…

Amid the darkness, there is a sensation of light. I can feel it, pushing and banging on my bubble of black, trying to pop it and release its luminosity. I don’t quite know what the specialists are doing to me, but I can’t feel it, so at least that’s good. They were mysterious about the whole procedure, when we got the call. I was worried that it would change who I am and what I think; that they would take a piece of me with them. There is no sense of time in my bubble. It’s impossible for time to not pass because you can’t stop life and everything just keeps going. Or does it?
            I have questions like these, that will probably never be answered but I think them anyway. In my own little space I call life. Maybe that’s why they chose me, because I am different. Or maybe because I think like no one else. Maybe they will figure me out, no one else can but maybe they will. I never liked the term freak but I've learned to accept the fact that I am one. Those were Mom’s words when she dropped me off the crowded home 6 years ago.
“You are a freak Ida.”
And she sped off down the road, probably to a casino or something. I had weird thoughts before that, but after that day, my head has become taken over by my thoughts and I’m just kind of brain dead with all my freakish theories and notions.
            I don’t know how much time has gone by, if there is such thing as time anyway, when the black bubble pops, illuminating the bare landscape before me. Everything is white. Everything. Then I start to get that fiery feeling in my head again. The light starts to drip away in to the cold,  detached darkness of the room.

3 comments:

  1. Liz-
    This is really good, and it totally works with the rest of the story. If you could just add this line in there or somewhere in the rest of the story, that would make me happy... :)

    "I wonder if Fate is laughing now. Ida Byrnes, it seems almost... propetic in a way. Because I am burning. My mind is burning, I can feel the flames eating away at me, at my sanity."

    Or some other version of that... :)
    Liesl

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  2. Wow Liesl, you know what your talking about! Haha! I think that would be awesome if you added that! I love how you used great vocabulary like luminosity. I hope your mother (in real life) isn't like that:/
    I would be so happy if you continue this even more and add more of where this is going! This is going to be spectacular! Good luck and I can't wait until its done!
    -Phoebe

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  3. Liz..
    I love where you're going with this! I really like the line, "..bubble of black." It stood out to me because I have never heard it before, yet it describes the scene and Ida's feelings perfectly! Keep keep keep going with this story!!! I want to know what this operation is about, and what will come afterward.
    --Lindsay

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