I can hear the sea through my open window. The waves are calm and gentle on the sandy shore. All is peaceful. I close my eyes and sigh in happiness.
"Aylin…" I sit bolt upright. It's been ages since that voice has called me. Occasionally I get whispers in my head. A knot forms in my stomach. My head spins. Why do I have these feelings?
A sharp knock rang through my room. I shot up and headed for the door. As I ran across the room, snowflakes began to form around my shoes. I was tired of this.
"Elsa, I brought you're lunch." The closed door muffled the sweet sound of my mom's voice. I reached for the ice-covered handle and turned the knob. The door opened slowly and the new light came in. New air drifted into my lifeless room.
Mother carried a tray full of hot, steaming soup and set it down on the little table next to the foot of my bed. "I hope you like it. It's noddle soup."
"Thank you." I tried my best to sound cheerful. I looked up at my mom. Her eyes sparkled and I could see the traces of tears.
"You're welcome, dear. Now I have to go. I love you, remember that."
"I love you too mom." She smiled, turned, and left. I bet she was glad to get away from me. I was the one who caused all this trouble. Why am I so stupid? Why am I such a danger?
I sit down at my table and carefully lift the spoon. Why can't I be like other people? Just as the thought crossed my mind, I realized the spoon was frozen. I've just about had enough of this.
Sometimes I wish my powers would go away. But other times, I really like them. I just need to control them. Then I could go outside and play with Anna. All I have to do is think really hard. I suddenly remembered the time I hit Anna in the head with my powers. Control. That's what I'll learn to do.
Another knock on the door. I'm so startled I jump alittle. I look down at my soup. Great. It's also frozen.
"Elsa, can you please play with me?" I immediately knew it's Anna. For a minute, I had a vision of myself opening the door and letting Anna come in. But I shook myself to reality. I didn't want to hurt Anna again.
"I can't Anna. I'm eating." That was a lame excuse
"After you finish?" I knew she would say that.
"No."
"How about tomorrow?"
"No, Anna."
"The next day?"
"No, Anna, please stop. Go play by yourself."
"Okay, bye." I could hear Anna's footsteps slowly fade away.
I took a deep breath. It was so hard to push Anna away.