Paint it RED!

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Emilia sat alone now, in a secluded part of the school.

No one could see her from where she was. Emilia hugged her knees to her chest, head down and cheek resting on her knees.

Behind her was a large section of wall that stood alone, out in the field away from the other buildings.

Upon the wall was painted a beautiful mural. A vast blue sky scattered with stars. Suspended in the air against the crescent of the moon, was a woman in a beautiful flowing white dress, pulling back a mighty bow. The trees growing beneath her and to the side curled around her, framing her figure.

Emilia lifted her head, eyes downwards. She raised a hand, brushing her cheek.

She looked ahead of her. A short distance away was the fence that ran around the whole property, a chain-link fence. Beyond this, was wild and unkempt wilderness.

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Emilia stared out at it, eyes out of focus.

She let out a slow breath, and began to sing.

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'They tell me what to wear every single day

They tell me what to do, tell me what to say

I'm done...

They tell me what to eat, tell me what to drink

I'm pretty sure that soon, they'll tell me what to think

I'm done...

I wish the was a place where I can be who I choose to be

A place where all my dreams can live and they'll no longer be dreams

A place where I can do all the things that all the free kids do

But I'm sure that's just inside of me

Cause this is just the way it is

They tell me that I'm wrong even though I'm right

They tell me that "Princesses don't put up a fight''

I'm done...

They say I should be nice, be extra polite

They say that I should act like I'm a future bride

I'm done...

I wish there was a place where I could dress just how I wanna dress

A place where I can be and sing and dance how I choose to dance

A place where all my fears can go and hide, hide into another place

But I guess that's just inside of me

Cause this is just the way it is....'

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Emilia trailed off into silence, shoulders slumped.

'Hm...what's wrong with me?'

Since when did I become so weak...?

A few moments of silence passed. Eventually Emilia decided to move, having become a little uncomfortable, parts of her becoming numb. She shifted, grimacing.

'Ow ow ow' she growled to herself, grabbing her prosthetic leg, pulling it off.

Not these phantom pains again...

Emilia dropped the leg beside her, beginning to massage her stump.

She huffed again, sulking now.

Emilia checked her watch briefly, before rolling over to her side, peering around the wall.