Sunny
I've always known that it isn't always sunny. There shall forever be days when the sky is covered with gray clouds and the scenery is dim lit and covered in shadows. I know that those days occur so that the flora of our beautiful world could blossom and the lakes and seas would never dry out. Yet still I highly dislike those days. They always give me this strange feeling of anxiety that doesn't leave before it's sunny once more. You could say that I live up to my name based on that. I'm happy when the sun shines and sad when it's hiding away.
It appears to me that to some people the sun never shines. These people walk around the town always carrying an umbrella with them in case of rain. They stare at the asphalt they walk on and never avert their gaze as if just a glance at someone would hurt them. It's like they're afraid of something. For some reason I'm surrounded by people like this. Many of the people I love carry the curse of the forever cloudy sky.
You were one of them. Perhaps the one who was the most ill. Despite all my efforts to make you see the beauty of nature that surrounded us, see the colors of the rainbow in each water droplet that descended from your dark sky... you never smiled. In time your self slipped away and you turned into the black and white monochrome you once hated so. Oh how it hurt to watch you suffer. I begged, I prayed for you to come back and fill that beautiful body once more. Fill it with the same light that you carried when we were kids.
And just when I was about to lose my hope, a miracle happened.
In exchange for certain duties, one of my wishes would be fulfilled.
Fed up with the sorrow and pain around me, I wished for the power to grant people happiness.
It worked like a charm. You smiled for the first time in years, laughed even. I was overjoyed by this and rushed for you thinking now we could be together just like back then. It was hard trying to ignore that one detail though but since it was for the sake of your happiness, I didn't mind. Even though I tried my best, I couldn't chase away the bitterness that started growing in my heart.
For you were no longer laughing with me.
You were laughing at me.
I had become a clown. A clown whose face was forever smiling, just like yours had forever been frowning. I couldn't cry. I just couldn't. Not when I could at last see you smile and laugh. What did it matter if it hurt me? What did it matter if my wish had made you into a cruel beaut? As long as you were happy, I would keep on fighting. That's what I swore...
But look at me now.
I'm a wreck. A monster.
I hid my sorrow for too long and it turned me into the creature I am now. A witch clothed in stripes, white make-up and a big red nose. An outfit fitting a clown like me.
Maybe if I destroy all the clouds that once made you frown you will stop laughing at me. Maybe then you will look at me and smile with utmost gratitude and be my beloved friend again.
I don't care if the plants will die without rain. Their disgusting scents disgust me anyway.
Why are you crying?
Come on now. Smile for me.
Life is a party. Don't let the clouds ruin it.