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PostSubject: An Insignificant Space   An Insignificant Space Icon_minitime5/31/2012, 7:36 pm

Just a little vignette I wrote when I was bored.

An Insignificant Space

I. Death
Edwina sat on the window seat and stared out into the wild world. Beneath her, inside the building, voices were escalating louder and louder, but Edwina couldn’t hear them. She couldn’t hear anything anymore.
The wild world reared and snarled. It was against the window now, just fingertips away from swallowing her whole, but the fine layer of glass that separated them was enough to keep it out. Edwina had been warned to never, ever open the window, lest she get devourered.
A faint breeze signified the opening of a door to Edwina’s room. She turned around and smiled automatically at the sight of her mother in the doorway. Her mother was a tall woman, with straight blonde hair, unlike Edwina’s own mop of red ringlets. She smelled faintly of the ocean. Now, her elegant brow was creased with worry. Edwina blinked her wide eyes and gave her mother a questioning look. Her mother did not answer, but instead checked the lock on the window. It was secure. Without much of a glance at Edwina, she swept out of the room.
Edwina followed her to the door, but then slunk back to the window seat feeing hurt. Her mother always payed her most attention out of all her guardians. Being ignored by her stung.
The yelling downstairs had gotten so loud, that the house began to shake. Now Edwina began to realize that all was not well. Attacked by a sudden burst of panic, she jumped off of the window seat and hid in her closet. She waited there, shivering, until the shaking of the house stopped.
For a moment she hesitated, but then she got out of the closet and peeked around the door. There was no one in the hall. She walked down the hall and peeked around the corner. No one there, either. A knot of worry grew in her stomach. Finally, she crossed the room and opened the door to the dining room. As the door swung around, the smell of blood hit Edwina’s olfactory like a slap. The room was splattered in it, halfway up the walls. In the midst of the chaos, there lay a body, familiar to Edwina as the palm of her hand. Her mother was lying dead on the floor.

II. Disease
Jackie was lying face up on a hospital bed. A heart monitor beeped regularly beside her cot, but she couldn’t hear it. She couldn’t hear anything anymore. Her long black hair was matted to her forehead with sweat; her fever was raging. A nurse came to check on her every few minutes, but it was all futile. Jackie was a terminal patient.
She had known it since she had first been admitted to the ward. The doctors would examine her and prescribe pills. Then they would come back in a week and scratch their chins, completely perplexed as to why she was still sick. Still dying. A week or two ago, she had lost her hearing. Now her liver was failing. It was only a matter of time before she popped her clogs completely.
Jackie’s family visited every so often. It was kind of them, since it was a four hour drive away. They could have stayed with her, but the intense medical treatments were rapidly sapping away their money. Her parents needed to stay in work now more than ever. Jackie shouldn’t have felt so resentful, but it bothered her that she would be dying alone in such an undignified way.
A doctor came in, looking somber. She brusquely shoved a piece of paper into Jackie’s hand, then left, motioning to the nurse to follow her. Jackie thought she saw the nurse’s eyes tear up, but she followed the doctor out before Jackie could be certain. The terminal patient slowly opened the letter.

III. Closure
Edwina looked sadly out the window, into the wild world. All the warnings about staying away from it were so meaningless now that her mother was . . .

Jackie stared out of the window desolately. The letter hung limply from her hand. All she wanted to do was get away from here, to fly out of the window like the swallows flying over the skyscrapers.

Dead. For some macabre reason, the word comforted Edwina. It gave a sense of closure, unlike her life, which seemed to be stopping in a perpetual ellipsis, a never-ending ‘. . .’

In a sudden exertion of effort, Jackie heaved open the window and pushed back the screen. The night air felt cool on her face, like how her mother used to put a wet cloth on her forehead when her migraines flared up. The breeze was so nice, and the traffic below seemed like a party she would like to join.

A solitary tear traced its way down Edwina’s cheek. Then suddenly, she knew what to do.

Jackie opened the window a little wider, so that her whole body could fit through it.

Edwina’s fingers flew, almost dream-like towards the lock on the window. It rattled and clicked, but then gave way.

Jackie stepped onto the sill and raised her arm in front of her like she was toasting the world in its chaos. Then she put her other arm in front of her like a high-diver preparing for the trick of her life. “This world is such a small, insignificant space.” She said suddenly. Jackie laughed a laugh she could not hear, relishing her last moments. Then she slowly, gracefully dove into the gridlock . . .

Edwina flung open the window, and the wild world, rasping and clanking, spilled in to meet her. The redheaded girl spread out her arms, like a woman greeting her lover, and the wild world swarmed around her. They danced a mad ballet of loss and desperation, and with a shout of happiness, Edwina was consumed.

The world may seem an awful, cruel, place,
But the wise know it as an insignificant space.
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PostSubject: Re: An Insignificant Space   An Insignificant Space Icon_minitime5/31/2012, 7:51 pm

Wow!!!!! That's sooooo good! Love the name Edwina never really see anyone with that name XP
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PostSubject: Re: An Insignificant Space   An Insignificant Space Icon_minitime5/31/2012, 8:09 pm

Thanks, Alyssa!

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