Chap 5

Chapter 5

     A few days later, it was snowing outside and I finally heard Anna’s cheerful voice again. She knocked on my door and started to sing me a song.

“Aisle? Do you want to build a snowman?

Come on lets go and play, I never see you anymore, Come out the door, It’s like you’ve gone away.

We used to be best buddies, and now were not, I wish you could tell me why!

Do you want to build a snowman? It doesn’t have to be a snowman.”

     Of course I wanted to build a snowman, but I couldn’t, I would hurt her. So I said, “Go away Anna.” “Okay bye,” she said in a voice like she was about to cry. I walked over to the window and sat on the window seat. As I lay my hands on the window sill, unwillingly ice spreads over it, I yank my hands away as my papa walks in. He comes over to me holding two little white gloves. We walk into the fire place room (well that’s what I have grown to call it over the last few days of going to it) and he helps me put the gloves on. “The gloves will help, See conceal it. Don’t feel it, don’t let it show. He escorts me back to my room after a quick snack.

-          Four Years Later   -

     I had not seen or heard Anna for quite a while. She came up to my door laughing and knocked.

“Do you want to build a snowman? Or ride our bikes around the hall? I think some company is overdue I’ve started talking to the pictures on the walls!

It gets a little lonely all these empty rooms just watching the hours tick by!”

     Her voice started to fade away still singing and a few moments later my parents walked in. I had almost forgotten that I had called for them. I told them, “I’m scared, it is getting stronger!” “Being upset only makes it worse, calm down,” my papa says. He starts to walk closer to me and images of Anna falling come rushing back. “No! Don’t touch me! Please, I don’t want to hurt you.

-          Six years later      -

     My parents were leaving for two weeks on an important business trip and I walked down the stairs to say good bye. “Do you have to go?” “You’ll be fine, Aisle.”

     A week later we got news that our parents had died in a shipwreck. I went into my room with Anna following close behind. As I shut my door I hear Anna outside my door humming a quiet tune.

“Aisle? Please, I know you’re in there, people are asking where you’ve been. They say ‘have courage and I’m trying to, I’m right out here for you, Just let me in!

We only have each other, it’s just you and me, what are we going to do?

Do you want to build a snowman?”

     Her song was so sad I wanted to burst open the door and say, ‘Yes, Anna! Let’s go build a snowman and just talk about what has happened.’ But no, I need to remember, Conceal it don’t feel it don’t let it show.