Significant Object

Waiting For Forever: 

The misty morning light shimmered against my eyelids waking me from a peaceful slumber. My surroundings were unfamiliar, I was in a white room with soft squishy pink carpet and green curtains with butterflies on it. A man and woman came into the room. “Close your eyes, Betty, keep them closed,” said the unknown man in an excited whisper.

“Open them.”

As her eyes opened, they lit up in delight like sparkling sapphires. She gasped loudly as she walked around the small room, when at last she saw me, the small fairy with soft strawberry blonde hair and a beautiful rose pink tutu sitting on a dresser with yellow flowers all over it. She told him that Sophie would adore it as she placed her hand over her rather large stomach, beaming up at her husband.

***

I heard noisy shuffles in the other room where John and Betty slept. Betty seemed frantic and in a lot of pain, while John was standing there with a frozen look on his face as if he were the Fox Glacier. It had been a while since I was put in this room and I was starting to feel isolated and cold, I just hoped that Sophie could get her soon, so she could talk to me. Betty had an increasingly uncomfortable look in her eyes, where as John who had finally melted, raced around looking for the keys. “I’ve got them!” screamed John from the kitchen. A loud bang sounded as they raced out of the house.

***

Quite a bit of time had passed since they abruptly left and I had never seen them more miserable. Betty stayed in the room full of books wailing about Sophie and a stillborn. I didn’t know what any of this meant and it overwhelmed me of how much sorrow darkened the sunny room. After all of the crying, there was just a silence that lingered on for what seemed like forever. I guessed that Sophie wasn’t coming anytime soon and Betty’s depressing gloom was carried with her everywhere she went. It seemed that the rain only began to pour when she was around. No one could help, if even we really wanted to. I waited for forever for Sophie and so did Betty, but she never came. Happiness could only be found when the whole world was happy, but when one single person thought a speck of misery, it seemed that I felt it 10 million times worse. I was trapped in the now dark grey room collecting dust and cobwebs as the misery and despair weighed me down.