WHO AM I?

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~Elara's POV~

          Who am I?

This is a question I have been asking myself every day at this point.

          Who am I?

Am I just a mere elementalist?

          Who am I?

Am I just a girl, who was born lucky? Or was I lucky to be born?

          Who am I?

Am I meant to be questioning my existence like this..?

          WHO AM I?

I feel like I'm drowning, all these questions fill my lungs like water. I... I can't breathe. Why am I like this? Someone help me...

          I can't see the light. I feel judged.

I just want someone to come and tell me that I'm alright.

          The voices are too loud.

I just want someone to come and lower the volume, to shut them up completely.

          Life is so hard... so judging... so... empty...

''You're useless, all you're able to do is control elements. Look at your sister, she has already mastered her own art form.''

''What good is being good at only one thing when you can be good at everything.''

''You could do better.''

''I don't understand why I waste my time on you. You're just useless.''

Even from far away I can't escape my mother's judgments...

          ''Work harder! You won't ever be able to achieve anything if you keep being lazy!'' she used to yell at me...

          ''But mother I am working hard...'' I would mumble, why was I so weak...

          I could hear her scoff even after all these years ''Then work even harder! Do you think your sister got into the elementalist order by just 'working hard'? No! She worked double what you did and look at her now she's like a star.''

          ''B-but mom... I'm not her...'' her eyes would snap back to me, ''are you talking back to me?''

          Those words would feed fear and panic into me, I can still feel the slap that came afterwards.... I was 8

Why... Why is life so hard..? I'm only 18 years old... I'm barely an adult, and still I find you difficult, annoying, misleading, depressing....

I'm sure there are people who have it harder than me... but... I still have a hard life...

People experience real death,

But what about me?! What am I experiencing..?

I experience the death of my soul! My life! I see it die right in front of my eyes every time I am told I did something wrong, every time I am compared to my sister, every time I am called useless, every time I am called a waste of time and space! Do you hear me?!

          MY SOUL IS DYING!

Life is so different now... Ever since I discovered I had elemental magic like my older sister, life has seemed so empty and monotonous.

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