Continued Silence

Nine : No, our lake

2nd November, 2010

The past two months went in a blur. All I did was study for the endless tests to attain good grades. The sun rose, then got replaced by the moon, with millions of stars that held it, but I was too busy to notice. Those days it felt like as if everything else fell apart and study kicked in. I hardly breathed those days, but then, thankfully the tests ended. Maybe teachers finally realized that we needed a break.
A break to have fun.
To relax.
To think.
To breathe.

The actual winter was finally there. I woke up to a thin layer of cold air that rushed through my window into my cozy room. Last night I forgot to close the window so my room was chilling. I raced to my window and found a layer of snow in our mowed lawn. The trees were covered with white snow that looked like crumbled pieces. I didn't know that winter could be that glorious. The outside view looked like a painting. The only difference was that it was painted by God himself with small lavishing details and beauty.

I changed into my furry blue jacket with dark jeans and a pair of boots. My mum forced me to wear that cap with a funny ball on the top. I told her that I didn't need it but she protested that it was cold. She told me that when I was a kid those caps were my favourite and I kept reminding her that I was now grown up. Anyways, she liked looking after me. It reminded her of my childhood, when I needed her.
I smiled and replied,
"Mum, I still need you."
She smiled back with tears in her eyes. Yeah, that was my mum. Way too emotional .

So in the end, she won the brawl and I wore that stupid cap.

After having warm breakfast with my good ol' family, I headed for school. The whole town was covered in snow. Not much snow, but enough of it to increase the pleasureness of the nature. On my way, I sang those winter songs,

"Winter come and winter go
Leaving hearts in deep deep snow"

I was so happy today for no reason.
Well, we all have one life.
So get midnight swims in the rain, or do that cutting you like, or spend sleepless nights with friends.
Life is short, and happiness is rare.

I raced to my first period of English but to my surprise, Grace wasn't there. She came to school yesterday, when we both smiled effortlessly at eachtother, but today she could not be seen anywhere.

English period wasn't the same without her. Even our english teacher didn't have anyone to read poems out loud. Our professor Arthur really adored Grace and her reading skills.

Once I remembered we were discussing Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, and she was the only one in the class who didn't like it or fantasized over it, unlike professor Arthur, who was a big fan, and they argued for about whole period and that was the reason he really liked her. Everytime Grace said something, he would smile and nod, even though he would disagree.
He once told her,
"You always know what to say. You have your own choices, and you don't think what others think."

After some classes I headed down the hall with William. He kept talking about new album of Mellows but I didn't take much interest. My eyes were searching for Grace.
Before, even when the halls were full, I always used to see her between that crowd. She was different, I thought.
But today, I could not see her and no one noticed. No one. Not even William.
Maybe because people weren't that worth to notice her rare soul.
Her disappeared soul.
Maybe she was just like nature. Even when no one noticed, she was still bright.
Like a star.
She was like a star that was surrounded by other stars too. So, even if she disappeared, her absence wouldn't make the world dark.
But eventually it would make mine.