OUTCAST CHAPTER: ONE
"It's both a blessing and a curse to feel everything, so very deeply."
"Jung, who are you speaking to?" Jung's mother inquired, to the 13-year-old. "Mom, please, I'm talking to Del, Please don't interrupt," Jung's mother chuckled and took it as a simple joke, she smiled and made her way back to the kitchen. "Sorry about that Del, Mom's always like this." Jung spoke, The girl in the white dress, beautifully a shade of light brown covering her entire body chuckled, "It's okay, Jung, I don't care. After all, it's your mother." Del spoke before tenderly caressing Jung's cheeks. "Why are you like the breeze?" Del smiled. "You will, one day. Get well soon, Jung." Jung was confused, he wasn't unwell, but no one knew, he was. He was ill. Jung was about to ask something, but Del disappeared. Jung felt troubled, but he shrugged it off and went to help somewhere.
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Del kept visiting Jung, and every time Jung introduced her to his parents, they'd weirdly stare at him and laugh. Jung felt offended. He felt as if his parents made fun of his friend. Jung and Del were sitting on Jung's balcony when Del started singing.
"Lavender's blue dilly dilly,
Lavender's green,
When you are king dilly dilly, I shall be queen.
Who told you so dilly dilly, who told you so?
It was my own heart dilly dilly, it told me so."
Jung smiled softly as he watched his friend sing softly, her black hair flowing like swift, free rivers. It was never tied, But it never got tangled. Oh, only if he knew, nothing was real, all this was as fake as a dream at midnight, Only thing, he saw it in broad daylight.
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"Jung please stop talking to the walls! The neighbours
are complaining that you are mad! You won't make any friends this way! Jung! Jung! Listen to me!" Jung's mother shouted to the boy who gave her a cold shoulder and walked away, 'Calling his beloved Del a wall? Whose parents do that?' Jung thought as he found the pretty girl sitting on the railing of the balcony, staring out into the open, "Del, get down, you'll fall and you'll die... Get down.." Del just softly smiled, She sang again.
Jung stared at her, "Why are you singing? That's a song I've never heard." Del Smiled, "That's how you learn things, Jung, You start from nothingness."
"I stared at my son, he sang the most beautiful melody, Lavender's blue. What could be the reason he's talking to the winds? The walls? The plants? What is wrong with my son?"- Jung's mother
