deprived

~days without sun~

I never looked at the day as something I feared, it's just I have never really seen the sun and the thought of its existence is what scares me. My mum has always told me stories about how beautiful the day was when the sun shines... She kinda stares sadly at my pale ivory skin, running her fingertips along my veins. It's never really been a problem living without the sun except for the fact that I am so pale, so very pale compared to my olive skinned family. I always get pushed aside as if I don't exist you could say it doesn't bother me but that isn't exactly it, because it does bother me it hurts me oh so much to know that my own mother doesn't love me. Is it cause I'm a freak compared to them because my skin has never touched the light of the sun, never felt the burn of its rays...by god someday I will see the sun...

**Seventeen years later**

You know that feeling you get when your gonna do something crazy? Well that is what they feel right now climbing out of the window of their bedroom into the dark night...But they are scared of what might happen if they get caught. Afraid of if the sun will rise or not afraid of how it might effect them, you'd probably say fear is your worst enemy but is it really?! Who could say