Smashing Snow Pt.1

It was a cold day. Snow had been falling in the small time for some time now. Today was a very special day for little Sarah. Her mother had decided that she would be allowed to go outside and play in the snow, make snow angels, have snowball fight with her sister and make a snowman. 

"Ok dear." Her mother said," Before you can go outside you must put on your jacket." 

"Okay!" Sarah agreed before running off to where her new purple jacket  with a wooly hood and bedazzled up zipper was. Slipping her arms into the sleeves was the easy part. Now if the zipper would just cooperate! 

"Need some help sis?" Angela, Sarah's older asked.  

Slumping her shoulders in defeat she accepted Angela's help. 

"You ready?" Angela questioned as she was finishing up tying her scarf around her own neck. 

Sarah nodded.

After bidding their mother goodbye, both girls headed out the door and into the wonder wonderland.

From Light to the Darkness

She had finished. Written words of true inspiration. The inner critic in her made her feel it was no good. She closed her notebook and set it inside her desk.
The next day, she went to her desk and brought out her notebook out of the drawer. She opened it to the next blank page. Still upset with what she had written the day before, she gathered the papers together and ripped them out of the spiral bound book. Never one to throw her works away, she placed the papers in a folder with others she felt were not good enough to be seen by the eyes of others. Most of those were never to be given a second glance or thought of again.
Never again to see the light day. Forever trapped in the darkness of the drawer, for which it will serve it's sentence for all eternity.

Munchies with the Greek

I was hungry. It was the middle of the night and I just had to just to get the munchies. I wandered down to the kitchen and opened the fridge door. My eyes were assaulted by the bright light and I quickly shut my eyes. After I had adjusted, I began to rifle through the contents inside. At first, nothing was appeasing and I thought I would end up going to bed hungry again. I was about the shut the door, when something caught my eye.
In one of the drawers there was a cup of greek yogurt. I had never tried that specific dairy product. Sure, I have had the regular kind of yogurt before. Vanilla, raspberry and pineapple were my favorite flavors.
Eager to try the new food, I ripped off the lid throwing it in the trash. I was about to plunge my spoon into the yogurt when the sight of it stopped me in my tracks.
I thought it was moldy at first or something, it being so thick. The flavoring or whatever it was that was streaked throughout it. My appetite was becoming less and less by the second.
After checking the expiration date and knowing that in fact it was still good. I decided to go ahead and try it.
"Appearance isn't everything." I muttered to myself as I lifted the now yogurt covered spoon from the cup and brought it towards my mouth.  

Ready or Not

I opened my eyes and groaned. I really didn't want to get up. But whether I wanted to or not. I had to.
Today was the day! Ugh. I felt as if I didn't fully study last night for the test that was in my first class today. Slowly, I arose from the bed and slipped into into my fuzzy green monster slippers beside the bed.
I walked out of my room and grabbing my clothes, I headed to the restroom across the hall. Said door was shut and the slit at the bottom of the door lit up. Assuming someone was inside I knocked politely and waited.
There was no answer on the other side of the door.
I wrapped my fingers around the circular doorknob and slowly turned it. Opening the door a crack, I peeked inside. There was no one inside. Last person must have forgot to turn the light off. I thought. I swung the door open and stepped in closing the door behind me.
After exiting the bathroom, I went down the hall into the kitchen. My older sister and mother were already up and guessing by how they were dressed. They were up a lot longer than I have been. The both said good morning. Me-not being a morning person- pushed past them with so much as a grunt.  I grabbed the bag of bread and dropped a piece in the toaster pouring myself a glass of orange juice while I waited for the toast to pop.
I spread jam on the toast and ate it. When I had finished, I placed my dishes in the sink and went back to my room to get my backpack and jacket then headed out my front door to the car.
 My mother was already there waiting for me. My sister had already left. She was much older than me and had a car and job.
"Ready?" My mom asked.
I nodded and got into the passenger seat. She started the car and we sped off to school.

Give Me the Words

I stared at the blank page document on the screen in front of me. I have probably started the letter about a dozen times already. It seems every time I start the letter I find myself deleting what I have typed. I really have no clue how to write this. With a frustrated groan I leaned my head back against the back of the chair staring up at the white ceiling.
What am I supposed to put? What can I write? How am I going to get over this and just write something? All this thinking was giving me a headache. Sitting back up, I pinched the bridge of my nose willing the pain to go away so I could just write this! I slammed my hand on the table.
"Why does this have to be so hard!" I screamed to the heavens. "I should be able to at least write something." I sighed defeated.
I clasped my hands together, bowed my head and prayed to God to give me the words to say.  I asked God, What should I tell her? What was truly important? What did she need to know?

Not now. Not ever.

There was a waling down in the depths of her soul. The feeling of being rejected was seeping through to the surface. I knew it was only a matter of time before the dam broke. Her emotions spilling over. I fought against the current. finally landing reaching the sandy shore. I left my footprints in the soft sand as I walked into a dark cave, The sound of sniffling growing louder with each step.
"Hello?" I called but I received no answer. The small noise ceasing.
I sighed realized how much tougher this was going to be now. I continued to move on, my hand sliding along a wall of the cave. I stopped when the sound of a rock rolling along the Rough floor of the cave reached my ears and i changed the direction in which I walking. In the far distance I could see a faint glow and headed towards it.
As I neared the light I slowed to a stop at the upturned flashlight. I looked about the area and zeroed in on a small figure huddled the farthest corner.  I took slow, deliberate steps towards the little one, watching her intently. She stiffened and I stopped just a few feet away from her.
"Go away," She said.
"I'm afraid I can't do that," I told her cautiously taking a few more steps till I was right next to her. "I feel your pain." I said kneeling down next to her.
"Yeah? What are you going to about it?!"
I reached over her and gathered her into my arms. She struggled and lashed out but I held firm and eventually she stopped, threw her arms around my neck, and sobbed on my shoulder.I stood up and took her over to the flashlight and sat down on the ground. I slightly readjusted her position and ran a  hand up and down her back. She cried all the harder.
A single tear fell down my cheek, the first of many.
"She doesn't want me!" She sobbed and i held her all the tighter.
"It's excruciating painful. I know." I empathized, " There are still people who love and you'll never be alone. Not now. Not ever."
I sat with her for a long time. My cheeks, and hers, stained with tears.
"Why me?" She asked.
"Why you?" She nodded.
"I' don't know." Her face fell. "But... One day. Some day soon. You'll know."
Her face lit up. The faintest glimmer of hope in her eyes.
I continued to hold her, long past since she fell asleep. I wasn't going to let go.
Not now. Not ever.