The girl who befriended death...

The breaker

The morning sun peaked through my curtains shining into my head and disturbing my dreams. With this term events I was forced to crawl out of bed still somewhere between dreams and reality napping on an imaginary cloud. I stumbled downstairs and as I took a whiff of porridge my absolute disgust shook my senses awake. I let myself collapse onto a kitchen chair as a groan escaped me "It's Mond..." but I couldn't finish moaning as my mothers shrilly panicked voice cut me off "Don't you dare say that word, ever" she shrieked sounding seriously mad. As I was still feeling drowsy and half dead, I took this for a dream. But as I attempted to find out what was wrong with Monday it was followed by a defiantly real slap. It took me by surprise and the sudden pain engulfed my whole cheek. But in the next moment confusion and betrayal who bit at my heart like to hungry caterpillars making my heart ache, covered up the physical pain replacing it with something deep and agonising. I was always mommies only child and we shared a special connection like soulmates. Now it felt like that trust and reality growing in the middle of our two souls was ripped apart. and our souls in pain and despair both hid somewhere dark inside us not wanting to see their new enemy. in astonishment I placed my palm onto my now red and still burning and tingling from the contact cheek. I stared at my beloved mother through an ocean of tears. I couldn't believe this was the person who kept all my secrets inside her and always wiped away my tears. Well, this time this wouldn't get the privilege of doing so. I mounted the stairs and stormed into my room without a second glance. Only there did I collapse and broke out into that ugly sort of sobbing that shakes the whole bed and leave your face puffy and red for hours. Only when my whole cushion was covered in an amalgam spit, snot and tears did I stop, sat up and turned on the radio. "To all citizens of Brington." The machine let out in a deep, hoarse voice which echoed around my room "As you all know the day that used to the first day of the week is now an illegal word. And today we are here to announce the consequences" it boomed " Whoever breaks this rule will be killed." There was a pause in which my heart used my head as a speaker to make its song beat heard. The drumming in my head was getting quicker and quicker as panic engulfed me whole. "No exceptions will be made as this is an order from his maj-"I smacked the radio as hard as I could make these nightmarish news stop. Thoughts dashed around my head in terror, only the worst ones lingering inside and sinking into my head. I could have been on the other side at this very moment if somebody heard me. Soon the sharp, jabbing edges of thoughts and feeling started to smooth out. I started to breathe freely again. Then suddenly I heard a few pairs of footsteps downstairs, and my mother announced in a stone hard, adamant and tone "she's upstairs, in the room on the left...the breaker." A gun was loaded...