Petunias Lament

Alone, again. That is how I find myself today. Mom and Dad are busy with work and stuff like always and I'm just sitting in my bedroom. It used to be different, I used to have a sister, a friend. Lily. But Lily was different now. She used to be simple, nice, and always there for her. Now that she was "special" she'd become different, she didn't have time anymore for her "normal" sister. Being a witch mas a little more important than her family, she even spent more time with that creepy little neighbor friend of hers. That's what she'll become, a creepy weirdo. I won't have anything to do with that, it was abnormal. The normal people could even consider it a disease, who knows, everything is so hushed up. Off with her, she didn't need a sister if she's like that. She won't be home most of the year so it will be easy to ignore her and pretend she didn't exist. She could live her life, and I can live my own life, apart, obviously.

My life. What do I want with my life? A good normal husband with an important job. Yes, that is what I need. Until that, I could study in a normal school like a normal people. Children? No, I don't think I need a child. But that can be something to decide when the time comes.

She writes to me. Does she really think I care about all the idiocy they are teaching over there, wherever she goes? I won't even bother, must be full of nonsense, I don't really care. Enough with the things I have hear mom and dad talk proudly about when she writes to them. "Lily did this". "Lily did that". Nauseating. How can they be proud about ridiculous things like making things float in the air. Technology is enough for the modern world; we don't need all that hocus pocus.

Mum has cancer. The sinking feeling in my stomach made me sick. It was painful. This can't be happening, this is impossible. Mum can't be sick. There has to be a treatment, there has to be a cure. Lily, she can so it, she has to be able to do it.

"Lily?" It had been a long time since she last talked to her. She had arrived a couple days before.

"Yes, Pet?"

"Isn't there anything you can do?"

"What do you need? Need me to go shopping?"

"No..." I paused to check no one could hear, and I whispered, "can you fix mum?"

"Fix her? Do you think that if I could, I wouldn't have done it already?" she said annoyed.

"But your people! There has to be something you guys can do."

"No there is not, I've already asked."

"You're lying."

"No, I'm not, Petunia." She turned dark crimson.

"You think you're so special. What's the point of all this nonsense and that stupid school if you are useless? I bet you just want to keep your secrets."

"PETUNIA! Do you really think I would let our mum, OUR MUM, die to keep a stupid secret?"

"YOU THINK YOU'RE SO SPECIAL YOU CAN'T LOWER YOURSELF TO US NORMAL PEOPLE,"

"Stop it you too!" Dad opened the door. "Your mother does not deserve this. She is in the room listening to her only daughters fight because of her. I won't permit it. Figure out your issues outside, for your mother's sakes."

We walked out to the front garden, when we were away enough from the house, I looked into Lilys green eyes and said:

"Lily, please. I'll give you anything. Anything, just save her."

"Pet," she said with her eyes full of tears. "When will you understand that there is nothing, NOTHING I can do."

"So that's how it's going to be," I said calmly. "This is what's going to happen. We are going to be the best of sisters for now, once mums gone. You're dead to me." I turned around and that is when I decide I no longer had a sister.

Hi there!

This is something I wrote a long time ago. I tried to be in Petunias skin for 700 short words, mostly to understand why she turned from a loving sister to an enemy. I know this makes Lily look like a saint, she has her mistakes, I know that. So, hopefully I'll build this up a little bit as I write on other story's.

Just trying to let out there something that isn't perfect.

Love,

DB