Amaranth ( the unfading flower)

freak

outcast

a girl who will ever be far from being normal

Sun shines on it's highest peak. It's mid-noon when she decided to sneak out of her room.

For once,she had the courage to do it. She pulled aside the heavy curtain blocking the light.She adjusted her sight from the blindness of her room to the daylight. She raise her hand as if reaching for the sun,mesmerize by the glow crawling down her hands.

"In two weeks time. . ."

She told herself while slowly walking outside 'till she stepped at the end of the balcony.The smell of soil and grass fighting it's smell through her nose with her heavy breathe.

For 15 years,she's a prison to her own home. Wild bushes clinging to every side of the mansion. Trees and flowers giving life to the garden long time forgotten.

Gothic arches and sophisticated structures built decades ago. Walls too high and thick seperating them from the other world.

"In two weeks time. . .i'll be living a normal life "

She closed her eyes.

Again, she breathes as if gasping all the.memories she left long time ago.

Fire

Small house

people staring with disgust on their faces

A girl,begging for help.

She felt pain in her chest. Those memories keep on haunting her. It's just a dream,she thought.

Amaranth. . .a voice called.