The Girl Who Could Fly

"why is the sky so far away from us?"

Here comes the Sandman stepping so lightly,
Stealing along on the tips of his toes;
And he scatters the sand With his own little hand.
In the eyes of the sleepy children.

Oh! hear the Sandman singing so softly.
Singing the children to sleep everywhere.
See how drowsy they grow;
Tired heads drooping low,
And hear the sandman singing.

Go to sleep my children, close your sleepy eyes.
The lady moon is watching from out the dark'ning skies.
The little stars are peeping to see if you are sleeping.
Go to sleep my children.
Go to sleep goodnight.

"Mama?"

"Yes Floréncia?"

"Why do we need to sleep?"

"It's because we need to rest our eyes."

"Mama?"

"Yes?"

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine honey, what about you? How was school today?"

"School is a monster that swallows happiness."

"But it's important for your future."

"I have no future ahead."

"Don't say that."

"I'm worthless."

"Where did you get that word?"

"My teacher told me that this morning."

"Never ever say that again."

"Why? I am."

"No, you're not."

"Then?"

"You are a work of art, not everyone will understand you but there will be someone that will and that someone will appreciate the beauty."

"I don't get it mama."

"It's alright, you will. Someday."

"When is someday?"

"Hopefully, tomorrow."

"Oh.. okay."

"Darling what are you thinking of?"

"I'm looking at the girl levitating next to you."

"Not funny."

"She's flying mama."

"No one can fly and there's no one else that lives in this house except us."

"Mama, she's asking me a question."

"Oh come on. What is that?"

"Why is the sky so far away from us?"

"Because it is a vast universe, dear."

"Wrong."

".....then?"

"She said that it's because the sky is calling up kids like me and her to fly up the clouds."

"And,.... what for?"

"For us to live there and forsake this wasteland."

"This world is not a wasteland. Where did you get all these ideas?"

"The girl who could fly. She told me just now. Can't you hear her? She's right next to you."

"I think you need to sleep honey."

"Mama--"

Sigh

"Yes my child?"

"Could you please open the windows for her?"

"Why?"

"She wanted to take me up there."

"No. Goodnight, sleep tight."

I rushes out and locked her door. I can't deal with this any longer. Why is this happening to me? Why am blessed with a curse? But-- she's my daughter. Oh Lord i know but, she's a burden. When will this nonsense stop? I wish i could die tonight. But i will never commit suicide, never. I need to rest, i really really need to rest this brain before mine turns out to be like hers.