by Jippy » Sat Oct 14, 2017 2:23 am
username: Dreamlight
name: Eira (Snowdrop)
gender: female
entry:
Eira sat resting her head in her arms. She admired the way her cousin could skate on ice. Her amazing sense of balance and grace when she skated made her almost seem magical. She longed to be able to skate on the ice but alas she couldn’t after an incident a while ago. Of course she healed, but the memory was a pain...
“ Look at me mama papa!” I tried performing a jump on to the frozen lake in our backyard. Smiling with joy I wanted to make my parents proud. They were both fantastic skaters and I wanted to make them both proud. “Snowdrop Nooo!” It was too late, I jumped without checking if the ice was strong enough. Surely enough the ice broke and I fell right in. I felt the pressure as I went under. A piece of broken ice cut against me as I felt my dad jump in. The water rushed as I broke out gasping for air. “HELP” I screamed before I went back under. My dad had managed to scoop me up and made it out. Somehow we had both survived but just as I thought it was over a snowstorm had unexpectedly came and wiped us out. I remember both of my parents ushering me to hide. When it cleared and help came my parents were no where to be found. Nothing remained, no one knew if they had survived or not. I had held on to the hope even to now but with each passing day my hope faded.
I could feel the tears threatening to come. I knew I would never get over it. I breathed in and exhaled the cold air. My mind went back to the skaters that looked so peaceful on the ice. In the town they lived in had a big natural frozen lake in the north. Ice skaters came here to practice. I was sitting on a log nearby. “Hey” said a voice nearby. I turned around surprised just to see Noah standing next me. “Mind if I join” he asked before sitting down and handing me some hot chocolate. “Thanks” I replied happily before taking a small sip of it. “Aah” I cried as it burned my tongue. Noah laughed beside me, “oh sorry forgot to mention it’s called “Hot Chocolate” for a reason.” “Yeah yeah... very funny Noah”. Noah was a good friend of mine. He had helped me the most when I needed it with the loss of my family. He was one of the best skaters around and was quite popular for that. The best thing about him was how he respected my privacy. It was glad to know someone that would not keep bringing up that day. “Say... why don’t we skate?” He’s tried to get me to skate again but I always turned him down. “I can’t... I’m sorry.” “Hey no problem just tell me when your ready, okay”. I looked away back into the distance. “So...” he said trying to get me to talk. I looked back at him, his handsome features were always stunning. I always surprised why he would ever care for me.
“Eeeeek! Squeeeee! Look it him!” Screamed a couple of girls on the other side of the ice. “Well isn’t someone popular” I teased him. “Ugh, that’s my cue to leave I guess. See around.” He winked before escaping the group.
When he disappeared out of sight I looked down at the hot chocolate. I could almost feel the whispers of the girls. “Oh look it’s the girl without the family, right? Wasn’t her name Eira? I heard she used to skate well. It’s a pity to was such a talent. I wonder if she’s mentally stable from that. Poor her, she must be so broken to need assistance from Noah.”
My eyes burned with anger, I didn’t need their pity, I couldn’t take it anymore. Finishing my cocoa I got up and turned away. Three years of them whispering behind my back. Saying I was broken or feeling sorry for me. I was sick and tired of it, I padded through the snow to a frozen pond. The only place that could calm me down. I was not gonna keep hiding from my past. I went to the one place I knew very well. It was where my parents taught me to skate. I took a deep breath, there was no going back now. It was too late turn around. Nervously I put one foot on the ice then another. I almost forgot the feeling of the ice beneath my feet. It was smooth and in a way almost soft like it was inviting me to dance with it. One breath at a time before I started to glide.
