Practice left me sore and tired but I promised myself I wouldn't fall asleep. My family is still at the hospital and it's getting dark out. Fear starts to take over my other emotions. I eat a small meal and tuck myself away in the bonus room. The TV is the only light in the room. My parents actions start to anger me. Why wouldn't they take me with them? I wanted to go! How long am I supposed to wait here alone? My thoughts became more exaggerated the longer I stayed in the large room with the TV flickering. Is she going to die? Are they ever coming back? I fiddle with the remote in hopes to find something more interesting but when the channel switches to the blurry white and black spots I keep it there. The faint sound of white noise sounding through the room. I stare into the the grey dots that violently shake on the screen. Almost like a trance. My phone makes me jump when it goes off. My mom's picture lights up the device.
"Hello, mom, where are you?" I stammer.
"Slow down Tara we are heading home Sydney fell down the stairs and had to get a few stitches."
"Okay see you soon"
"Bye" She responds hanging up the phone before I can say it back.
Sydney pulls the jacket over her face and sits in the corner. She's not allowed to do anything by herself anymore. I can only try to imagine what's going through her head. No matter how hard I think of it, I know that nothing could explain how hard it is to not have your sight. Seeing is what we base everything off of. Something we take for granted every single day. How you recognize people, objects, where you're going. She will most likely be blind for the rest of her life and you can't just open your eyes and it's all over. I turn on some music knowing we can't watch a movie or anything. It brings to mind all the things she won't be able to do in her life. Watch the sunrise, find her way around a new place, be independent, live alone, drive a car, read a book. I think about the possibilities of her getting a guide horse.
We sat listening to whatever boring pop song came on she stared down and I stared at her. There was an occasional question or she would freak out for a second.
"Are you still here?" She would ask about every hour.
"Yes I ain't gonna leave you." I would reply every time.
We wait for a little longer but I decide we need something to do.
"Do you want to go outside?"
"Sure" She whispers and I help her to the barn.
We get out the door and little rain drops hit me on the head. The barn is a short walk but our hair still gets a little wet. I walk over to Warrior his face being the first I saw when I entered. I take the apple tight in my hands and break it in half. A skill my grandfather taught me which took a lot of practice. I feed him half and give the other half to Sydney so she can feed it to another horse. I greet some of the other horses, they all look a bit jealous seeing they didn't get a treat. The rain has picked up now making a rhythmic drumming on the roof of the barn. I sit down to see if the rain will subside but instead it gets harder. Lightning striking the sky. Thunder rumbling the earth. I decide to make a run for it. Water soaking my hair and shirt. Rain drops falling onto my shoes. We make it inside and are met by my mom and dad. The thunder shakes the floor.
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General FictionWhen a big storm hits her town her life takes a turn for the worse. With her now ruined barrel racing career and blind sister can she fix up the old barn and find enough courage to race again.