Elsa
Born of cold and winter air
And mountain rain combining...
Her voice slowly crawled in through my ears, pushing past the swiveling thoughts that raced each other inside my head. The sound pulsed with intensity, becoming louder and stronger, until I could hear her the same way I could when I was a child.
This icy force both foul and fair
Has a frozen heart worth mining...
"Mama," I whispered, my eyelids pressing down with a great deal of force. I pulled my knees to my chest, my arms bleached and taut with tension.
These bathroom tiles...I let my head fall, my face burrowing into the crevice of my arms. Only hours before, I had scolded my little sister for taking me down as if she was a professional football player, made for charging towards an unsuspecting athlete with no second thoughts. Now, here I was, curled up against the bathroom floor, my tears becoming the solution to its permanent grimy texture.
As the cool air dashed in through my nose, I desperately tried to relocate Mama's voice. But I understood, as the very thoughts that had collided within me returned, that I wouldn't hear her sing anymore.
At this, I allowed myself to break. Anna's not in danger...It's just me. Just stupid little me.
Me, who couldn't bear the silence of dozens of eyes.
Me, who couldn't bear the beckon of a tradition, choosing instead to flee from the scene as if I had committed an unforgivable crime.
Me, who couldn't even feel the coldness of the floors, because I was a freak.
At this, my thoughts abruptly halted in their endless movement. My gaze flitted around, taking in the thick carpet of ice that now covered the tiles. The six feathery branches on each snowflake glittered mockingly in their place deep within the frozen liquid.
With exasperation, my hand released its grip from around my knees, the flesh of my palms gathering as my fingertips came together. Anna...Anna...My little sister, Anna.... A thin stream crawled out from my mess on the floor, the ice collapsing and collecting to allow the snowflake-incrusted surface to become a ribbon of water.
The final snowflake appeared. The evidence of my painful ability was erased.
The evidence that I wasn't normal at all. That I was just a--
"Gum?" As my breath lodged itself into a notch within my throat, I lifted my eyelids, my gaze drifting over to my right. The first thing I noticed was the gum packet being held out towards me, its white cover flap pulled back to reveal rows upon rows of sugary sticks wrapped in colorful foil. Despite being several feet away, my nostrils flared slightly as they caught the crisp scent of mint and blueberries.
"I said, do you want gum?"
Immediately, I glanced up, meeting the smooth, cacao-stare of the girl who had spoken. The powdery purple hue that streaked through her short, choppy dark locks caught my attention soon after. But at the popping burst of the bubblegum bubble she had produced, I understood that she had prompted me with a question.
"Um...no. But, thank you."
After a couple of smacking chews, she shrugged, pulling the gum packet back into the pocket of her leather jacket. "Suit yourself."
Tilting her head to the side, she watched me, her eyes flitting from my disheveled platinum hair, over to my wet cheeks, her expression flickering in emotion. "You mind if I ask you a question?"
I sniffed, attempting to wipe my tears with the back of my hands. "Go ahead."
"Are you skipping class?"
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