Post by leilanimejia on Oct 19, 2007 0:27:17 GMT -5
The room was a fading yellow that reflected the sunlight from the open windows perfectly. There were three four-poster beds with a trunk of clothes at the bottom of each. They had canopy burnt orange tops that matched the curtains. There couldn’t have been a more bright and friendly room. Leilani hated it.
The decorator looked like he was trying way too hard and seemed to fail by keeping up with the Hufflepuff theme of yellow. The walls reminded her of a poem she read in her muggle high school. It was called the Yellow Wallpaper, but she failed to remember who it was by. The poem depicted a woman, slowly going insane. She stared at the same wallpaper, of the room her husband locked her in, day after day.
Leilani shook the poem out of her head as she entered the room. Her bed was a mess, disheveled from her sleepless night. She really did need to get over her homesickness and have a good night’s sleep sooner or later. Flopping herself belly down on the bed she let her eyes completely shut.
She wondered how her mother was doing, how little Deeana was doing. Leilani was quite positive that her father was off somewhere touring with the quidditch team. She remembered the old times where her father use to cart her and her mother around with him. They were good times, they were together as a family.
Almost on cue, at the thought of her family, she heard a number of violent raps on the nearest window. Opening one eye in confusion she realized that a large gray barn owl fluttered out side her window. Clambering over one of her roommates’ beds she flung the windows open, letting the large animal swoop in, and perch happily on top of her four-poster bed. Leilani looked at the animal in curiosity, it was unfamiliar, she had never seen the large animal before. It extended it’s leg to her with an owl bow. Attached to it’s leg a piece of parchment was tied. Reaching for it gingerly, Leilani untied the piece of parchment from the animal’s leg, unsure how to repay the beast she patted it on the head out of appreciation. Slumping back down onto her bed, she opened the parchment,
Dearest Lani,
How are you? You must be quite busy, for I haven’t heard from you since you got on that train. But enough about the guilt trip for you…
Your father has took his leave once again, only this time back to El Salvador. Team business was all he said. On a happier note, Deeana said her first words, Lala. I’m guessing she’s referring to you when she says it. She missed you a lot, along with me. It’s lonely here without you. I almost want to send you back home on the nearest train, but I know that would be selfish of me. Well, darling, I do hope you’re getting along well. Right me back some time will ya? I love you.
Love,
Trisha and Deeana
A flood of emotions entered Leilani’s thoughts. Guilt, for not writing to her family since she had arrived there. Anger, that her father would leave her family AGAIN, she was sure a simple owl could’ve ameliorated the team’s problem. Sadness, for not being there for her little sister’s first word. Leilani brought the note over to the writing desk next to her bed; she took out a piece of parchment and a quill and began to write.
Trisha,
You have accomplished making me feel completely guilty. But I forgive you.
Things have been uneventful here. I’ve mostly been enjoying classes, doing my work, and making new friends. One boy in particular, is teaching me how to fly. Yes mother, I am now broom worthy. Surprisingly, it came pretty natural to me. Maybe dad and I will have something more in common. Even something to stay home for…
I miss you and Deeana terribly. Give her tons of kisses for me. I’ll be back for the winter holiday soon. I love you!
Leilani
Rolling up the parchment and binding it with a piece of string she tied it back to the owl’s leg. “Good barn owl,” she smiled, rummaging around in her pocket, looking for something she had salvaged from her own little feast in the kitchen that morning. Withdrawing a piece of wrapped up buttered bread, she held out her hand for the owl to take. With a hoot of delight, the owl took it’s leave.
The decorator looked like he was trying way too hard and seemed to fail by keeping up with the Hufflepuff theme of yellow. The walls reminded her of a poem she read in her muggle high school. It was called the Yellow Wallpaper, but she failed to remember who it was by. The poem depicted a woman, slowly going insane. She stared at the same wallpaper, of the room her husband locked her in, day after day.
Leilani shook the poem out of her head as she entered the room. Her bed was a mess, disheveled from her sleepless night. She really did need to get over her homesickness and have a good night’s sleep sooner or later. Flopping herself belly down on the bed she let her eyes completely shut.
She wondered how her mother was doing, how little Deeana was doing. Leilani was quite positive that her father was off somewhere touring with the quidditch team. She remembered the old times where her father use to cart her and her mother around with him. They were good times, they were together as a family.
Almost on cue, at the thought of her family, she heard a number of violent raps on the nearest window. Opening one eye in confusion she realized that a large gray barn owl fluttered out side her window. Clambering over one of her roommates’ beds she flung the windows open, letting the large animal swoop in, and perch happily on top of her four-poster bed. Leilani looked at the animal in curiosity, it was unfamiliar, she had never seen the large animal before. It extended it’s leg to her with an owl bow. Attached to it’s leg a piece of parchment was tied. Reaching for it gingerly, Leilani untied the piece of parchment from the animal’s leg, unsure how to repay the beast she patted it on the head out of appreciation. Slumping back down onto her bed, she opened the parchment,
Dearest Lani,
How are you? You must be quite busy, for I haven’t heard from you since you got on that train. But enough about the guilt trip for you…
Your father has took his leave once again, only this time back to El Salvador. Team business was all he said. On a happier note, Deeana said her first words, Lala. I’m guessing she’s referring to you when she says it. She missed you a lot, along with me. It’s lonely here without you. I almost want to send you back home on the nearest train, but I know that would be selfish of me. Well, darling, I do hope you’re getting along well. Right me back some time will ya? I love you.
Love,
Trisha and Deeana
A flood of emotions entered Leilani’s thoughts. Guilt, for not writing to her family since she had arrived there. Anger, that her father would leave her family AGAIN, she was sure a simple owl could’ve ameliorated the team’s problem. Sadness, for not being there for her little sister’s first word. Leilani brought the note over to the writing desk next to her bed; she took out a piece of parchment and a quill and began to write.
Trisha,
You have accomplished making me feel completely guilty. But I forgive you.
Things have been uneventful here. I’ve mostly been enjoying classes, doing my work, and making new friends. One boy in particular, is teaching me how to fly. Yes mother, I am now broom worthy. Surprisingly, it came pretty natural to me. Maybe dad and I will have something more in common. Even something to stay home for…
I miss you and Deeana terribly. Give her tons of kisses for me. I’ll be back for the winter holiday soon. I love you!
Leilani
Rolling up the parchment and binding it with a piece of string she tied it back to the owl’s leg. “Good barn owl,” she smiled, rummaging around in her pocket, looking for something she had salvaged from her own little feast in the kitchen that morning. Withdrawing a piece of wrapped up buttered bread, she held out her hand for the owl to take. With a hoot of delight, the owl took it’s leave.