It was on a night where God pulled a blanket of dark blue blackness over half the moon. The stars stood still instead of their usual flickering while a nice cool breeze drifted here and there every few minutes.
She had decided approximately three weeks ago that tonight would be the night. Tonight would be the night that she announces to her family that she would no longer be a part of that family.
By 10:00PM as promised, she was standing outside her parents’ door in Riverton, NY. Ever since the curious incident of the destruction of Riverton Park in 1983, the house had suffered a deep gash in its west side. Every so often when one walks past it, the patch of grass below the gash would seem extra soft and the house creaks ever so softly as if reminding you of its pain.
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It was really rather heart-breaking that they didn’t know. None of them saw it coming. Everyone knew her as this sweet girl, though she was often quite sarcastic. They all liked knowing that they could see the real her even through her sarcasm, an ordinary girl trying to live an extraordinary life.
Those closest to her loved knowing this the most. They were steady witnesses of her monstrous ambition and each felt a sense of proud ownership in their own way. Although she was no object to be won, each slipped through each day priding on the fact that they loved her and that she loved them too.
© estalement 2010
