NATURE BOUND

I could picture the look on my father's face as my mother explained the details to him again.

"Arya is sleeping on the grass again"

"You said she'd grow out of it" I joined my parents in the middle of their conversation I never realized began due to losing myself in my thoughts. My mothers eyes diverted to my hair, the topic was bound to come up. It was almost impossible to dismiss.

I was the brown girl with snow white curls, what a curriculum vitae for bullies.