Bailey Transon.Plus size teenager, a lover of bus taker and too busy to care of other peoples opinions.With conquering the world other than suffering high school life, Bailey's life was quite unique and different than others. Until, a new guy attra...
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B A I L E Y
I've forgotten how sun rises. It's been forever since I watched the big orange and red mixed circle rising above the sky as in peeking through the world, seeing everyone. Everything. It was good to watch the sun rising at earliest hour. Climbing upon the roof of my house just to see the sun rising clearly. I once called a crazy person. And whatever it was, I was thin enough to climb. And now...sigh.
But it was better this time. It was hard to climb upon those large crippled mountains but when a person gets angry and sad at same time, they can do anything wherever they put their mind to.
And here I was, sitting at the thick side of the mid mountain and seeing Stevens point and the clear indigo sky, waiting for the circle to bling brightly. I didn't have to watch to know the time but I know it was late morning. More like 5 am or 4 maybe.
Maybe Olive and mom didn't cared about me leaving but dad did. He will be worried for me when he wakes up. But that's just the next worrisome. I'll deal with it later.
The air was a bit cold and hot. A great mixture. The little grasses with white flowers on it was wet. Must be the tiny rains that I didn't even notice running. And Stevens point looked like a bowl of silence. No one was there. At least, I didn't see one. Just birds chirping and trees moving sounds because of the airy pleasure. It was just for a blink of an eye. After that, noises will surround itself faster than a mosquito biting anyone.
Okay, the mosquito thing is weird. I know.
But you get my point. Silence becoming limited but silence comes along. Even for a minute or a second or just a moment but silence comes along. It'll always be your friend in need. Just silence and you.
And here it was. He finally showed his face. Ever wonder why most people refer sun as masculine? Well, I wonder. And they refer moon as feminine too. I wonder why. It could be because the sun is well built and carved as a man and the moon is beautiful and steady as a woman.
If that's the case, I am no where near moon at all.
The sun hurts you with it's direct lighting but when you got sunglass or even a hat, it becomes the softie. But as I am sitting at mid-top of the mountain, it wasn't as directing as you saw at normal base. You don't need sunglass or hat but just a moment of silence to look at it and enjoy every beat of it.
I was happy when I was alone. And now, my happiness didn't last long enough.
I heard grass crippling sound beside of me as someone was trailing up to me.
