ONE CROW FOR SORROW

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Characters: Julia, and a dead Freddie

Sorrow Crow

Julia P.O.V

I sit down and smile at the wall taking deep breaths through my mouth and out my nose, a technique that my mother taught me when I was small. My hands shake and I smack them on my thighs trying to make them stop but it only makes it worse. My eyes dart about and my smile grows as my vision goes blurry, all I can see is my hands, but those blur out at times to, nothing is the same anymore sense he died. That boy that I cared so much about, Freddie, that's his name, I think. It's become hard to do that, think, I mean.
"Julia snap out of it please!" My little sister begs me, but I look down at her and smile my mouth moving but not making any sound all while I think that the words are coming out.
My father scoffs and rolls his eyes when talking to my mother like I'm not there "she needs to go and see a doctor, please Jack," my mother try's to beg. My father doesn't budge.
"That boy got what he deserved, he drowned, Hellen that's what he gets for trying to seduce my daughter." My father says his voice never wavering from where it stood looking down at my mother like she is a flea.
I start to cry, sob, and I don't stop. Everything that has happened that makes me sorrowful, everything, Freddie dying, my mother being treated like a fly. That made me cry the room full of tears. The room fills up with salty tears until I can't breath I look around for a window but see none. I see my father choking on my tears and smile, then I see my sister gasping for breath and turning a shade of pale white. As my vision turns gray I see my mother's body floating up to the top of the room, and I laugh the water filling my lungs making me choke. My last thought was 'Sorrow is a beautiful blue, isn't it'

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