Needles and feathers

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"Having something important, unique and interesting.
Having something that makes you important, unique and interesting...
It's been superficial to most of us, because nowadays it's normal to have a power, but does it really stops here?
It's really that easy?
Like, boom! You're born...and then suddenly you have something so powerful in you, that can cause multiple issues and responsibilities.
It's surely doesn't stop there, it effects society and relationships, and how we think.
Most of the teenagers in this academy like to seem complicated, but only some of them truly are, I find this absolutely fascinating and I can just sit back and watch... because I'm no one, and I will never be someone.
Sometimes I wish I was someone else, someone like Monika, she's the best;
Kind as she can be , genuine as a thought, gorgeous as a god, deep as a cut and warm as a summer day.
She's popular, nothing like me..."
I genty patted Cenia, my hawk, the only one that made it's way by my side and want to stay.
"Maybe this isn't the place I should be"
Cenia gave me a weird look, like a question mark about what I just said, or at least that is what I want to understand
"Well, I cry myself to sleep and I fear no one wants me around... I just feel like I'm on their way"
Cenia rested her head in the crook of my neck, making me feel sleepy and cozy, finally some slee-
"Look who got a new pet!"
They said before snatching Cenia from me and mistreating her, opening with force her wings, almost ruining her feathers
"Stop! Leave her alone, she's not a toy to play with!"
I felt tears building in my eyes, too much tension, and Cenia's screeches  we're enough to trigger me.
That was the last drop, Marge made it clear that she didn't like me but she doesn't have to treat me like this
"Ouch! This stupid bird scratched me! Fucking bitch"
She finally let go of Cenia, and instantly started to take her anger out on me, pulling my hair and yelling.
After some minutes, that I felt like hours, she stopped and gone out with her crappy boyfriend; sometimes I'm jealous of Natsuki...at least she doesn't have to live with roommates but with her father.
I started shifting uncomfortably in my bed sheets, having pain all over my body, is this death?!
"AA-AGH!"
My throat was burning so much that my voice was getting higher and higher, my skin felt like being stabbed by millions of needles
"S-SOMEBODY! HELP"
The only thing that came in my mind were requestes of help,
why is this happening?!

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