Young Bailey

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Birds chirped outside the windows. It was warm— late spring, maybe summer. Bailey was young, definitely younger than elementary school, but not much older than three. She looked big for her age. She was strong, tall, and an energetic little blonde. Her blue eyes always gleamed with excitement, and her smile shined brighter than the sun. Although the day was beautiful, she always loved starting her days in her basement. It was a large, white panelled room with rough blue carpet. She sat on the ground, itchy as the scratchy wool carpet poked at the bare skin exposed by her shorts. It was early in the day, and she had not made it outside to play. She loved being outside, specifically in the afternoon when the sun peeked through her favorite tree on the parkway. That tree was gigantic with thick maple leaves that perfectly shaded the bright sun from her pale skin.

Bailey loved looking at things— people, cars, shapes, objects, you name it. It didn't matter if she was inside or outside. Bailey's basement had four large windows that showed from the ground up outside. Sitting down with her eyes glued to the window nearest her, Bailey started watching. Her mother sat on the large brown leather couch in front of the windows to her right. She was flipping aimlessly through a house magazine, but Bailey remained watching outside. She saw a figure approaching the window. What? Who was that? Did anyone else see this? But how? She looked over at her mother for comfort, then looked back at the window. The figure looked at her, smiling and making silly faces, and waved.

Bailey had never told anyone about the figure before. Not until now, at least.

"Who was the figure, Bailey? When you were a child, who was it?" The question snapped her to reality.

"I know that that is how everything started. I know that it is why I am here," she retorted, still looking out the bay window she had focused on as soon as she walked into the room.

"You are here now, but who was that person?" the woman repeated.

"It was my mother. But she was still on the couch at the same time." 

Picture Credit @ verywellmind.com  

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