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In those days, or nights –it all depended—Kate was always alone and in her room. It was the only time, she figured, that she could do it. Her window would be open and the luster of the moon would guide her into the process. It was painful at first; she could picture her mind going on wheels of concentration trying to remember or to figure out how it was done the night before.
She used to think about it, about being so big that she couldn’t fit in her small room, about using her nose as an arm and her bottom would swing from left to right as if she had that small tail and she would be on her hands and knees, trying to imitate one. It was futile though; it only made her feel foolish, especially when her mom would catch her on the act.
Well this is quite the moment to be starting off with here. I didn't expect that title to end up being literal in that particular sense and I was pleasantly surprised to see this very unique direction that it end up taking us in as a result. I think I really like the vibes it ends up creating as well because we're really made to dive deep into the relationships of this character and understand the feelings they are trying to go through.
She stopped trying when her whole family found out about her attempts, she saw the looks they gave her, they didn’t know it could be done so she didn’t blame them. She was still curious though, she bought all the books about them, the ones she could read anyways, it didn’t help that she was only three and could only read from picture books.
It was on the day she gave up everything that it happened. By the week after the first time she was able to do it again and Kate found a pattern; it was her mind that was able to do it, minds were always so intelligent. She was lying on her bed, supposedly asleep, with the lights off and her window open to show the moon’s light, she was half asleep, her eyes were almost completely shut, but she felt it. It was almost like her mind opened up to show Kate all it could do.
She saw in her head the way she was supposed to be, all bundled up like a baby and thinking of nothing. Absolutely nothing, it was the hardest thing anyone could do because there was always something to think about. She had to stare at the wall for an ageless amount of time; five miserable minutes. She complied though, because she was a good sport. She stared and stared until she could stare no more.
That was a little odd there. I feel like perhaps it tapped so far into the mind games there that it got ever so slightly confusing to follow although that could very well just be me. Either way it does create a lot of food for though there and I think it builds nice on the environment created by the opening.
She woke up with her heart racing and her eyes as wide as blown up balloons, and she had the weirdest sensation all over her body. Her thighs tingled, her feet were asleep, her stomach churned at twisted painfully, or at least it was supposed to be painful, her rib cage stretched and her arms shortened. She couldn’t feel the rest of her body until it was over.
At first she thought she had fallen asleep and dreamed it, but when she touched all four walls of her room and saw the trunk in front of her, she realized it was no dream, she did it. She was elephant girl and she made a sound that resembled a trumpet. She was going to wake up the neighbors with her natural music.
Well that ended with about what I was expecting to see although the shock factor there was actually more powerful than I thought it was going to be. I think you did really well there to deliver on all of the buildup that we had upto this point. Overall a pretty solid little story here.
Aaaaand that's it for this one.
As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.
Stay Safe
Kate
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