Emotions

Chapter 3: what...?

"Daddy! Mommy! Let's play!" I smiled happily, running through the blades of fresh, green, spring grass, the trees were in full bloom.
AS IF THAT WOULD HAPPEN
Waking up from my slumber I blinked a couple of times, trying to get use to the brightness "wh-"
"Shh!" An angelic, happy go lucky type voice hanged around the room.
Finding the owner of the voice my eyes went slightly curious, really, can anyone find a girl...Looking...like. A. Doll. That was a complete statement.
Her facial features looked awfully smooth giving me the slight feeling of wanting to reach over and pinch them, her wavy locks of silver hair shown from under the rays of the sunlight (they definitely would shine better under the moon)
Her skin is white. Pale, ghost-li ok I'm going overboard.
Her dress is completely priceless, maybe even thousands of dollars!
Yellow and puffy, comfortable looking dress (most likely a sleep gown)
Her eyes were like jewelry, sapphire in the moonlight
I tried sitting up, and froze. The electric currents of zapped pain is already bad enough but being pushed down by a girl who looks very doll-like, I find this quite awkward
"Your in the clinic room" her voice spoke and a question disappeared from my mind
Ok, so I am in a clinic I thought and turned my head slowly, the wall were nearly polished in a creamy yellow color, wooden shelves were attached to the wall in the color of light, smooth brown, the ground was carpeted fully looking quite fluffy and soft like cotton, the window sill to my right was like a rectangle only in a straight line and cut in half with curtains to its sides, the color of gold.
Yes, it was an amazing and welcoming sight
Moments of silence passed between us while the time ticked away with a slow "tick..tock" pattern
"Umm.."
I jolted before turning my gaze before her
She smiled an agonizing smile, out of pure innocence...they blind me, I'm made of pure evidence that I was evil...jet black evil, my wings were stained the moment I....I......I....
"I will go and let you rest now" she finally let out and stood up turning her back against me
My mind went back to 1st grade where I once was
"I-I-I didn't do it!" My voice was pleading with pain
"How could I trust you, you hell of a human" she licked her knife warmly, slowly facing me she sliced her way on my arm creating letters before stabbing deeper waking up deeper gashes of blood
I could only jolt and flinch at the sudden income of much pain but I couldn't do anything, the backs of the ones who abandoned me left me and walked on....I held back tears and grabbed hold of her dress. I blinked, and went back to the present, I was grabbing the girl's dress mentally and physically.
She turned around "what is it?"
I stared at her for quite a few seconds before reaching back and shook my head.
She blinked staring back down at me before cocking her head and walked out the door, cracking it.
I sighed and looked out the window, the moon was slowly dropping and the sun seems to be slowly rising. Remembering a story....is it not real...?

The sun and moon has being apart before but not as much, the moon was mysterious, beautiful, and proved itself to be evil, filling with hatred and jealousy, glowering with darkness making the night. The sun was different, it shown brightly as if it was always happy and would surrender to anything, the sun was sorta childish, beautiful, and bright with sunshine bringing forth the brightness of day.
These 2, when first met the moon was jealous while the sun remained curious.

what happened next? I can't remember, I feel like I am loosing more of my memory each day I stood.
Watching the sun go up against the sky I stayed in the bed, the pain flaring up against my skin, I always felt like this isn't real pain. I feel like real pain is like receiving horror and blood instead of caring and harmony but no it feels like that isn't the right word.
Hearing a slight knock from the door I swim out of my thoughtful state.
A young man came in wearing a formal attire, his blonde hair was combed back smoothly, his body looked pale with a slight annoyance in his aura. He was holding clothes in his hands and walked up to me with much mannerism it annoys me, I started glaring at him.
"Please stop staring, it is starting to annoy me little one, I am Silvia's father, the one with silver hair. As of today on you will be working as Silva's servant, if you do not comply you'll be locked in the basement where the jail sells are" his voice sounded distasteful "put these clothes on" he threw me the clothes and headed out the door rubbing his temples.
....."clothes...?" I croaked, trying to sit up I felt the electric current of pain, yelping a bit I tried ignoring it and went to grab for the clothes.
....maid... clothes of course! Servants wears maid clothes, ugh..!
Sitting up, I crawled to the end of the bed and touched the carpet carefully and slowly stood up, the pain increased, taking my dirty, beat up clothes off and putting the maid clothes on.
I feel very uncomfortable....thinking to myself I took a scissor before silver rushed to meet my eyes, she grabbed the scissor and threw it "YOU CANT DIE"
Silence
Silence
Silence
What?
I cocked my head slightly and pointed to the maid clothes and making a peace sign I went through the dress
She blushed by a bit, "sorry I thought you were trying to...kill yourself" she mumbled the last part
I chuckled, this one is funny