Kite

I impatiently sit in the corner of my owner’s dusty closet, surrounded by neglected toys that have lost their shine. I wait for her to remember me and take me out to play. Just as I start to fear that I have become one of those stuffy toys, I hear the sound that comforts me like a mother’s whisper; her footsteps. She opens the creaking door slightly just enough for her petite body to fit through and takes me into her tender arms. Her soft blond hair brushes me and I get ready for an adventure.

We arrive at the park to the sound of a car roaring, and birds fleeing as they spot this unnatural machine. My owner jumps out of the car and excitedly plunges me into the brilliant sky. I stretch my dainty body as I swarm into the whipping wind. As I glance down at the life below and above me, I take in the perfection before my eyes.

I notice giggling children playing tag and young couples shyly holding hands with infatuated looks in their eyes. As I start to pay more attention to the earth beneath me, a hurrying bird knocks my side, swarms past me and violently spins me around. I longingly look after it. Thoughts of sadness and helplessness swim through my mind. I wish to be free like that bird. I wish to fly and feel the ecstasy of freedom, with no tight rope stubbornly pulling at me down, with a constant smirk of satisfaction.

Suddenly a mighty wind blows fiercely, tearing away my owners grip on the rope. With no hesitation, I swing in the plunging direction of the wild wind.

As the realization of what has happened dawns on me, a feeling of immense joy collapses on me like waves on top romantic shores. I am free at last. I feel the wind caressing me like a mother its cub and I hear the trees gossip the secrets of the wild as I take off. I swirl into the clouds high above me, their bulky body’s as gentle as kisses. I glide with the majestic birds and flutter with the butterflies. Finally, I linger in the air for a while, feeling my sun-kissed body. I am totally relaxed, peaceful and free.

Hungry for adventure, I dive. I see the hard earth approaching and just as I am about to smash onto its surface, I abruptly stop. I can feel the adrenalin in me. I hover higher again and observe the humans, starting to feel a painful longing for my owner. One dark man passes by with a distressed look on his young face, and a ring of whiter skin on his left ring finger. His sighs are heart-breaking. I turn my attention to an old couple holding hands and strolling under the sunlight. Their wrinkled hands gently clasp eachothers, as they look at one another with dear smiles, yet an everlasting fire of love burns in their wrinkled eyes. I notice a pair of tall, bubbly teenage girls bumping into eachother as they surround themselves with fits of laughter. The bony brunette accidentally trips over, and looking quite embarrassed causes the bright red-head to stop walking and bend over in a hysterical choir of laughter. Seeing these girls causes a stabbing stroke of sorrow, as I remember my sweet owner.

Just as I am about to sink into deep regret and mourning, my heart sings to the sight of my owner sobbing on a chipped park bench. The sight of her salty tears flowing down her chubby cheeks, and her wailing sobs calling my name rip my insides to shreds. I forget all of the joys that I have experienced and I swarm in an infinite speed to her and land head first right into her lap. Her smile has never been bigger.