Saturday, 11 April 2015
J is for Just Like Water
I woke up and there were two of them at the end of my bed.
Once the lights go out at moonfest it's darker than dark. Light aren't allowed and it's too dark to even let your eyes adjust. But I saw them. I don't know how they managed to do it it but I could see them staring at me like I was an animal in a zoo.
'She has no words left but she can have some of mine.'
That one spoke like a child although he was the size of full-grown.
He was pointing at me.
How could he give me his words? You can't borrow words. It was impossible.
'She doesn't understand.' That one spoke in a high pitch. A non human voice.
They walked towards me and I tried my best to float inside my bed but I didn't go anywhere. I'm sure most of the other girls would be able to do it. They would probably be able to fly along the colourdoors on their beds if they wanted to. Maybe they already do.
I was hoping they could mindspeak.
Please leave me alone.
The one with the child voice handed me something and at first I thought it was a crackle but it was a ball of light.
I didn't have to take it. It took me. It dissolved in my hands and I could feel it climbing up by body and into the back of my throat.
Words. So it was true. You can borrow words.
I didn't want to do it. I had used all my twelve words and it was still Moon Day.
'They are yours. You won't get into any trouble.'
I didn't want to use them. I wanted to scream them out from the back of my throat and out again into the middle of my capsule.
'Use them Dunstt.'
They were climbing onto my bed. All of them. I could feel their spindly, shadowy limbs on top of me and I couldn't hold it in any longer.
'Get away from me.'
'We won't hurt you,' said the child voice. 'We need you to understand what we are.'
'I don't want to understand, ' I said, 'I want you to get out.'
I had high pitched voice on one side of my and child voice on the other and they were moving their hands to the front of my face.
I still had words inside my throat. I could feel them. I don't know how but I could. But I had no way of counting them.
I felt their hands over my eyes and they were warm and wet like they weren't real hands at all but hands made of water. Just like water.
'Don't hurt me.'
Water. I could feel the water inside my head and I couldn't hold it in any longer.
I screamed. And I had never screamed before. We live in such a quiet place. A place made of whispers and small words. A place of short sentences and pauses.
I screamed like I had never done before and in doing so I forced them off me and they were gone when I opened my eyes. My capsule was dark again like it should be and I had their secret inside my head. It was sat in the back of my mind like an apple.
A secret that made me shiver in all the wrong places.
I knew them. I knew who they were. What they were.