Purple Sonder

Whispy Air

   Jacquelin stared out her window at the exhaust pipe huffing and puffing as the thick gray smoke rose out of it. She remembered her history lesson about Pompeii and how the volcano erupted in Greece and the panic spread as a whole city was destroyed. But thinking of that made her think of school, and school made her think of her old friends. A single tear rolled down her cheek and she closed her eyes. Suck it up, she thought. No one will notice your tears. They don't matter. She wiped her face and drifted off into the music she was listening to. She hummed the lyrics "Don't get too close, it's dark inside, it's where my demons hide, it's where my demons hide. And I can't drown them, they learned to swim..."
    She looked up to see her mother  staring at her. "Are you okay?"
"Yes," Jacqueline chanted, almost naturally. "I'm fine."
"Why are you crying?"
"Just thinking about moving, I'll miss my friends."
"Oh honey-" her mother drifted off, "you'll make new ones."
"But I don't want New ones mom."
"Sweetie I know but-"
"I just want Sarah back."
    Her mother gritted her teeth. "She was a sinner." Sarah didn't even have the emotional strength to argue. She turned around and began sobbing. She didn't want to lose her best friend because she was an atheist. I'm fact, Jacqueline had started to question her religion too.
She got really into her song. And began weeping almost effortlessly. "Dont... To close... It's dark... It's where my demons hide..." She murmured. Jacqueline often did this. Her music would carry her away. She stared out the window, imagining she was a bird flying over the mountains carelessly as the whisper of the won't moved through there feathers and the snow powdered nearby fields and the trees-oh the glorious trees! They shimmered like soft sapphires burned into an engrave and dyed green, Were luminous like the soft peck of the moons rays. She looked up and she imagined-she imagined herself. With Sarah. Just laughing. Having fun like they used to. She looked back behind the window and stared at the thick, gray smoke coming out of the exhaust pipe.