why am i here?
this is a dump
it is disgusting
it is for trash
and i am not trash
i am
ember
my name is ember
ember ember ember
ember
i cannot forget that
Ember
EMBER
and then i felt it
then it grew stronger
i could almost see it
a thing like me
without the limbs
hello
hello?
you seem familiar
you do, too
who are you?
a match
i mean, what is your name?
i don't have one.
you don't?
do you?
Ember. we must get you a name
we must get me what?
a name
what is that?
someone calls you by it
so i call you Ender?
Ember.
Why is it important?
having a name means
someone is calling to you
someone wants you
and nobody else
someone gave you it to tell you
apart from everyone else
because they think you
are different from them
i remember once, Cara came.
She left after, and Cassie called her sister into her bedroom.
She was giggling and couldn't stop.
"Cara is the best," she said.
"What'd you do?"
"I asked her out, and she kissed me!"
Cara is the best, i said
i dont know why i did
maybe it felt good to have someone with a name to remind me
or maybe it reminded me i had someone, like Hannah and Cara
i wonder how they ended up
YOU ARE READING
His Name Is Ember
AdventureCassie made him out of a match and wire almost a decade ago, and drew a smile with markers a few weeks later. He is Ember, her best friend forever. Until she forgets about him. Ember waits patiently for Cassie to take him out again, but when she doe...
