Tia's Story
From the softest touch
To the warm breath
The passion of my heart
Till my final peace my death...
Tia
I could feel my coat scratching the back of my neck, prickling my skin where it had been torn and worn down, the label useless, unreadable. The appearance rough, unrefined and ragged but to my eyes it was perfect.
"Miss, Miss! She's having a freak show again!" they yelled, smirking, looking somehow pleased with themselves. I pulled my hood over to hide, covering my sorrow. Well don't you just love being part of the cast? I thought to myself. Every lesson was the same, endless teasing, just following the next person. Horrified, the teacher walked in to see a load of monkeys at a zoo, not high school a student that was far too high a rating.
"Jackets, bags, scarves, everything off please" she asked politely, what could I do? I couldn't take off my coat; it was my camouflage, my disguise. I sat tight while I heard the rustling of the subtle movements and the screech of the metal whizzing back and forth along the zip of everyone's coat, everyone's but my own. I was starting to panic. "Settle down! Tia I won't ask you again" She exclaimed. Still everything was a blur; I started to sink in to my own world where all of this just disappeared...
For a few blank moments everything had gone. I could now see some kind of tower in my mind, a boy about my age, dressed in purple and red like a prince I had dreamed of since I was little. His clothes were finely made, perfectly sewn, every mark identical, rows had formed columns and every part in amazing line with each other. His hands also holding something, it looked like a map, with a few pieces missing, just like a puzzle...
Finally I awoke from my daydream. My dream seemed unfinished like there was some kind of scripted destiny, like all the pieces were there ready, waiting to be put together. Just like a puzzle. The class where exactly how I had left them except this time I woke to find them staring at me, waving their hands in front of my face. They cheered as I opened my mouth, attempting to speak, yet once again I had failed to say anything at all, the class finding this particularly amusing. Most of them soon got over it, but I knew this wouldn't be the end.