Potion

Thoughts under an oak

My raven colored hair whipped across my face. The breeze felt good against my fair skin. I was sitting in my backyard, under my favorite giant oak. It's branches clawed the sky, and made faint rustling noises. I sighed in contentment, and my mind wandered.

The first few days from leaving the hospital were ok. It wasn't like I was depressed or turning emo or anything. I was coping quite well actually. My mother comforted me whenever she could. When she had found out about my tumor, she went hysterical. She couldn't even look at me without bursting into tears. In the morning, I would see angry red circles under her eyes. From crying all night. In some ways, I felt worse for her. I'm her only daughter, being ripped from her life. I can't even bare to think about my mom when I'm gone. After all, my father died in a fire in my parents first house. My mom, Kristin, had loved him with all her heart. She hadn't given me all the details, and whenever someone talked about it she would turn blank. Literally. Her eyes would glass over and she wouldn't breathe. Even I hated to bring it up.

I had quit going to school. What's the point? I have no future anyway, so that's out. Highschool just didnt seem important anymore. I wanted to spend the rest of my days with my mom. She promised we would go to fancy restaurants and visit places I wanted to see. It was great and all, but it seemed like a waste. I mean, I'm practically not even here anymore, if you get what I mean.

A strong gust of wind rustled by my ear, making me shiver. I looked up to the branches of the oak and saw a gray sky peak throught the leaves. Ugh. Does everything have to be so dull? Or was it just me? I looked through the woods, and saw my petite house sitting there, warm and inviting.

"Willow! Come inside honey I've got dinner on the stove." My mom announced off our porch. Her voice was a bit to loving, almost sappy for me. I tried to brush off the fact. Why should she treat me differently now? I'm the same, weird, spunky girl I was before....right