Celeste

15 of December, 2007

I sat in the car, with the help of my mother, who pulled me off from the wheelchair and got me into it. She put my wheelchair on the trunk and told the driver, who was my only friend, named Peter, to start driving, and we started moving. –I heard Kazuki is a great village.- said my mother. –Too bad I won’t see much of it.- I said, faking a smile. I hated my life. This brittle bone disease made me cursed. I can’t do pretty much anything without worrying if my bones are going to shatter. So even if I’m already old enough, my parents don’t let me leave anywhere. I’ve spent all my life traveling from hospital to hospital. I always wanted to travel so they always take me to different places… but what is traveling if you can’t ever enjoy the places you go to? And since I was lonely, they made Peter meet me. He’s a nice boy, but I wish… I just wish I could do friends and move by myself. In time I just saw the hospital as a prison, something that chained me, the windows might as well have bars. –Aren’t you happy, Celeste?- I sighed, looking at the window to see the only inch of outside world I would see for the rest of my life, and told a lie. –Yes, mom…-