One word writing prompts: SIL

Word Nine: Forbidden [rf]

Bro nobody (thats a channel) has the best playlists fr

Trying a different style of writing! Very disjointed, pls try to follow T-T

Tw: mm Child... idk how to describe it.

Second person pov: 

Songs I listened to:

https://youtu.be/iZw1uE9TnYM?si=Jt4nHjObHwRqDkHN

--ш--

You sit calmly in a room, staring at the wall. You are just a toddler. Four, the lady said.

Bored, you suddenly fall over, landing on the soft padding of the white floor, giggling. This is fun.

You stare at the white ceiling, a smile spreading over your face. You like this. Flipping over, you planting your face into the soft floor, seeing how long it takes you to fall asleep.

Sleep comes fast.

--ш--

There is one wall that isn't white or soft. It's another colour, a darker one, that you've never learnt about before. You can see yourself in it. Sometimes, you go over and babble to yourself, practicing the words that nice lady taught you.

Why do you look different from her? She's big and white and her... covers are rubby and don't sparkle like the not-white wall does. You're small and another colour that isn't white and your covers are soft and squishy.

You go to the non-white wall, and press your face against it. It feels nice. The floor feels different, and you sometimes feel like you're going to burn lying on it. The non-white wall is nice.

--ш--

You don't like that lady anymore. She doesn't want to tell you what colour the non-white wall is. Sulking, you throw yourself at her, saying you'll hold on until she tells you.

She's scared. You can tell, even though her face is covered by a thing like that wall. You've learnt that scared is when your eyes go big and mouth goes small and you start shaking. She's shaking, and you think her eyes are big and mouth is small.

You don't like making people scared. It doesn't feel nice.

--ш--

Today, you've learnt what colour that wall is.

The lady told you, but she was scared again. You didn't scare her, you think.

"Black," she said in a soft voice, so no one else could hear, even though you were the only other person in the room. "You can't let anyone hear you say it. It's forbidden."

Then two people came in that opening that she told you was a door, and took her away. She waved at you, and you waved back.

That wall is black.

You say it out loud. Black. The way it feels in your mouth makes you happy. You like black.

--ш--

A new person came in today. It was a weird lady. She was taller and stronger than the other one. Her voice was deeper.

She told you she was a man. That's a new word to you. Man.

"What happened to the other lady?"

"I'm not a lady. And Kaminśka can't teach you anymore."

"Kaminśka?"