This is just a short one shot thing, I doubt I will expand upon this in any way.This story was never really anything till I had the idea for it. I mean I had the blank slate, I had the beginning part already written, it just never had an end, or a point. Until I came up with this idea of mine.
I hope you like it. If not tell me why I guess.
The wind blows through the trees, swaying the branches in a gentle caress. The birds sing their love song, as the whistling of the wind adds to the lovely tune.
While the bee’s buzz happily along doing their duty with fervor unimaginably intense, the sound of their wings adding yet another element to the song being made. Happily along do the bees fly, to flower, to flower working away oblivious to their surroundings.
Content with their life, the ants do march doing their duty for queen and colony.
As the grass sways with the elegance of a ball room dancer, swaying in the wind, as if singing the song being made around them. Yet tall and regal do the golden stalks stand; swaying side to side as if saying united here we stand.
All the while a girl dressed in white spins madly in the middle of it all. She tries her best to take in all the beauty of nature right in front of her eyes. Long flowing purple hair flying madly around, her as she dances. Her laughter and mirth adding to the sweet song that is all around her. As she dances happily oblivious to the world, rain clouds roll in, pouring at an ever increasing tempo, and yet adding even more to the wonderful music all around her.
And there she dances, content and oblivious to the world.
… “Wh?”..... “What is wrong with her?”
“What is up with her face?”
“Is she even human?”
“I doubt it, I mean look at it!”
“Should we go get help?”
“No it’s just disgusting Ikezawa.”
“Yeah leave her like this, she is just a disgusting freak!”
In the middle of the crowd sits a girl tears falling down her face, eyes clamped tightly shut, trying to desperately block out the world, frozen in place on the steps in which she fell.
“All right everyone break it up, break it up, nothing to look at here.”
“Aww but sir we were just having fun with it!”
“Leave now! All of you”
As the crowd disperses the man come’s over to the girl on the steps.
“Hey honey you okay?”
“Hey Hanako?”
“Hanako?
“Hanako talk to me!”
Yet the girl just sits, because while on the outside she is crying, on the inside she is dancing.
I wanted to really tackle the whole find your happy place that I am sure she has been taught to do. I mean I have been, and I think we all have been. And I just really felt like visualizing it. Putting it to words so to speak.... I'll just stop talking now.
(This isn't breaking the rules is it?)