You are not alone. I give you Empathy.
It was a pleasant evening.
Around this time the sun had usually risen high in the skies, bringing multiple rays of golden light down upon the planet's surface ; including a cool and gentle breeze to make it just right.
You can hear the children play out in the far away distance, their joyful sounds of laughter filling the wide area around you. However they were unaware of your presence, as a result of being hidden cleverly amongst the large grassy patches that surrounded you entirely; in height comparing to a yard stick.
But you did not wish to hide!
Instead you longed to join them, longed to play simple games that they would play on a daily basis as you watched quietly from the sidelines. They tended to play numerous games involving the titles known as tag, leap frog, soccer, basketball, baseball, etc.
But your favorite activity that you found most interesting would definitely have to be hide n' seek.
For you to be completely honest on the matter the whole idea sounded fun.
The thought of exploring the area, crawling or climbing to get to your supposed chosen location in an attempt to never be found by the seeker! Or even getting the chance to search through all the spots endlessly, at least until every single player is found; unless you forfeit. Then the game would be over.
'Maybe I should come out of my isolated location. I could just go out there for a few minutes, it wouldn't harm anything…'
You began to think quietly to yourself.
But more thoughts soon began to emerge, bringing your dizzy daydreaming to a halt. No.
That idea was simply out of the question.
You would never dare disobey a rule given to you by your own mother; it always tended to end in horrible consequences if you acted on such a decision. The last time you had done something to upset her, however not intentionally, she had slapped you harshly; the bitter sting lingering across your cheek. Was it wrong to seek affection from your own mother? Was that so bad? Apparently so…
Over the years of your life you had come to realize that your mother disliked you deeply, and it wasn't just your imagination. The very site of emotion always got your mother very unhappy. And why you ask?
Well your mother was Vulcan, and her species frowned upon the idea of such actions.
But hey!
You couldn't help but feel emotion, but you did your best to suppress everything when she was close by, seeking to please her, or even gain acceptance as you would find it common for a child to do.
However it seemed much more difficult then it sounded to follow through with the idea of keeping everything bundled inside of yourself, you felt like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. It wasn't like you were completely Vulcan; it was natural for you to show emotion due to your father's inheritance. You got your emotions from your father, he was a empath.
And your father was much more accepting of you.
Even though he could not speak; he always showed that he cared for you through his actions. He was your shoulder to cry on, your source of comfort. What you loved most was his hugs, his tight embrace could always make you feel safe and secure.
You loved him more than anything in the galaxy, much more than all the shimmering stars through space, but now he was gone. He would no longer be waiting for you at the door to greet you upon arriving home after school.
No longer tuck you in bed at night, placing a small kiss upon your forehead before he departed from the room leaving the door at a small crack. To be honest it was shocking and unexpected. He had passed away recently, and so quickly without a known cause, though the doctors could find nothing for his unexpected death. You remembered his ceremony clearly..
~FUNERAL DAY~ (Flash Back~~)
At the funeral you stood there silently in your short black dress, your uncomfortable dress shoes making it difficult to stand. You looked to the side to see your mother looking straight ahead, her face was stiff and cold; did she feel nothing for the loss of her husband? It was only when her harsh gaze focused to you that your attention adverted away quickly, you would regret that action later today..
You both now looked directly ahead at the closed coffin. The preacher's words offered no comfort; it only made you go deeper inside your mind…
Within a seemingly quick hour the ceremony was over, they had begun to place your father's casket in the ground. You watched quietly, holding back the urge to run to the coffin and weep. But you stayed silent, you could feel your mothers stare behind you; it was the only thing that kept you in place.
That night was incredibly lonely.
You lay in bed silently staring at your wall, mind racing as it refused to give you rest. You had not cried, fore would it really change anything? Would it bring him back? No. But you mourned inside where your emotions could be safe from persecution.
~PRESENT DAY~
Your mind came back to reality upon hearing distant sounds, what was going on..?
The suddenly out of nowhere a small ball rolled between the grassy patches, halting at coming into contact with your leg; it was the ball the kids were playing with moments ago. You then heard more noises, your gaze focused upwards to see a pair of eyes staring directly at you. It was a boy.
"Who are you?"
The young boy demanded.
He had wood-brown hair, you noticed his bangs hung loosely in his face; however even that couldn't conceal his misty-grey eyes.
Before you even had a chance to react the other children had followed him, they drew closer crowding around you; you felt like a cornered mouse. The second boy chimed in,
"Hey John! Do you know her..?"
The first boy replied.
"No stupid! She just has our ball."
Then a young girl caught site of your face, her finger darting at you as she giggled happily.
"Look! Look! Look at her ears! She is an elf!"
At that last comment all the children began laughing hysterically, you felt your heart crunch up as you attempted to move scoot yourself away; you were frightened. They only followed gibing,
"POINTY EARS! POINTY EARS! "
You couldn't take it any longer, you fled.
Your legs reacted immediately, in an instant you were up on your feet, you threw the ball at the children forcefully, it hitting the first boy that they supposedly called 'John~'
He fell backwards in response hitting the ground with a big thud
I mean that's what they had wanted; at least it was what had drew them all there in the first place.
Without saying a word you scurried backward, leaving the scenery for good. You ran all the way home, by the time you had reached the door your feet felt like noodles. How exhausting.
To your surprise your mother was standing before you, her familiar emotionless expression plastered across her face. She had her arms folded in front of her showing her disapproval at your current state; you were covered in dirt and grass stains from your past situation. She had developed a body language that you could read, it made things much easier to tell when she was upset. She spoke,
"( f/n). I have something I would like to discuss with you."
She paused.
"Listen. And listen well, because I will not repeat myself.
Due to your fathers passing I have made a decision."
She then paused again; it honestly looked like she was trying to hold back great joy.
"We will be departing for my home planet Vulcan. It was only by your father's wishes that I stayed here, but since he is gone that is no longer necessary.."
This would be the last day on your home planet, you wouldn't get to see it for a long time.
Your life would never be the same again…
