Darkeness Within Us

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"They lie. They don't tell you apart. Its just the willingness we have and discover tonight."
                                           Kat.

I listened to the music coming out the door.

It was a classic, I don't know who, but I had heard it many times before.

It had helped me to go to sleep. Stopped the nightmares and retain the tears.

It was probably forgotten over the years outside this palace, but the sweet sound of the man's voice relaxed my ears.

"And still we love, even when our hearts are lost and afraid."

The screams were loud, the people dancing and enjoying their lives.

I wish I could do that, but the hope was long gone.

I had a experience of it, and it took all the will to do again.

Probably because it'll make mother mad, but it would change people saw me, not that I cared.

I waited by the door. My brother, Eric, told me all about the preparation of it.

Big ones.

Balloons, food, punch, gifts, and everything big. It was in the dining room, one out of three.
There were probably 50 people, not huge, but big enough for me not being able to enter it.

Mother, which who I can't call mom otherwise it would be a death wish, told me not to enter the dining room in any circumference.

It was probably because she was embarrass of me , I couldn't blame her though.
In many occasions I had ruin her hopes for me to be normal, but everything always goes downhill.

I barely remember my dad, he was quiet the character.

Or so I heard from all the stories mother told Eric and the women that came everyday for their dance lessons.

He used to be tall and handsome.
Smart, wise and had a big heart.

Some say I look like him.
His brown eyes were the same, tan skin and open mind.

I didn't thought the same. He sounded brave and powerful, I was all the opposite of it.

I didn't fought otherwise.
I had learned over the years not to. It was worthless.

Mother would get mad, and brother would feel sick then.

I prefer to stay quite. Shut a moment and scream from my inside when I'm alone.

The music continue, it was a different song, a pop one.

I couldn't hear most of it, as I was in the back reading an old book
It was about a girl.

Just like me, lonely and solitary. Without friends or family that love her.

Even though I had a mother and a brother, None of it seems real.

"Skylar!" I heard a deep voice yell.
It was more of a whisper actually, just more near my ear than usual.

I saw my brother standing beside me. He was taller, even though he was a year younger.

He wore a dark blue shirt and some black pants, he looked nice , probably had all the girls over his tail.

"I've call your name for minutes, hurry up. Mom wants you inside your room. She's about to check on you."

Eric and I weren't that close, but we still helped each other.

I would cover for him, he would look out for me.

"Thanks, I better go. Good night"
I said. I turn around and head for the stairs, my room was the last room in the third floor. The one no one lives in.

"the night is young sky, live it a little." He yelled when I flew through the stairs. I knew he was joking.

We both knew I couldn't, never had, probably never will.

As I reach my bedroom door I heard a sound coming out the bedroom at the end of the hallway.

"Shh Bob, can't you see I'm trying to work?"
It was a male voice. Deep and full.
Everything left to do was to run.