What's cooking? -NaNoWriMo "I never learn how to cook," I screamed. It made me furious I was forced to learn all those things a girl had to know a long time ago. At least a girl that does not want to end up alone. "You want to stay single? Well, do you?" "If you think you can stay with us you are wrong young lady," dad added to it. I frowned and thought about his words. For the rest of my life in this house, my folks would get older... It didn't sound that bad at all. To be…
Stretching - NaNoWriMo Our day starts at 5 a.m. I am not an early bird like my dad always said but it is as it is. Our life is scheduled, structured by people who know what is good for all of us. Those people tell us when to wake up when to eat, drink, relax and sleep. In my entire life, I never set a foot outside and the only bird I saw was in a book. An old book precious to my mom. She showed it to me but I can not take it if I like to read it on my own. "Some things are…
Monsters - NaNoWriMo I don't feel too well. I can't remember I ever been ill. Mom says I was and dad looks worried. I hear them whisper. Work has to continue. No work, no money. Mom cuddled me after she wrapped me into a blanket. She's nervous, perhaps because she's busy? "Stay inside and please, do not leave. I close your cabin so you stay warm." She placed a bottle with water next to me and left. There I was in a closed cabin. Was there a need to? She knew I wouldn't go…
Guilty - NaNoWriMo *If you read this. Perhaps you woke up, perhaps you wonder how I survived. If you feel guilty about how you made a scapegoat out of me... there's no need to. You did not make me feel miserable. You are not the one who took all the good things in life away from me. Just like you I was and still am a part of the world. That same world you and I are living in. We just both live it in our way and indeed we both write history. We do and did what we believed in.…
The pantry - NaNoWriMo The streets. I never walked them since I never set a foot outside. My parents were careful and said they wanted some privacy. The same privacy that made them feel safe in the old days. Those days before I came into their lives. It was at a time people used net curtains in front of their windows and long heavy curtains which were closed at night. "There's no reason to let others have a look inside. No need to show off with what you have or let them take…
Promises People who make promises lie. It is better to say no instead of making a promise you will not keep. The teacher makes false promises, my family does. The king of false promises is my dad. He never does what he says. He is not a man of his word. Not like those men who shake hands and with that agree. My dad is away and lies and doesn't care. It's about him. It is what my mother says every day but I start to see it too. I thought he is my daddy, he loves me but he…
Trash "Mom?" "Yes, dear." "What is trash?" The notes in the notebook felt like a secret language to me. Trash can. What was it? Why had it to be on the street. We never went outside. I had never walked on the street. Not the one in front of our house or anyone else. I knew there was a street. The house we lived in was built at the site of it. The streets were clean and empty most of the time. Once in a while, I heard the robocops and cleaning bots passing by. Because of…
A good life I woke up to an unfamiliar sound. What time was it? My cabin was closed. Leaving it was out of the question. My parents told me it was against the safety rules. The night was meant to rest, saving energy which would keep us healthy. Mom told me that was why the lights were off and the cabins closed. At night there was no light, no energy. Our brains can only rest in the dark. Too much light, screens, daylight were dangerous and drive people crazy. Craziness,…
If you ever read this Like I said I do not miss the world I left behind. It wasn't quite out of free will but I was prepared. Being prepared for the worst makes a world of difference. I was because I read 'The other paper', I was lucky to have friends who kept me updated. Friends who just like me read between the lines, not between the lines only but they read books. It's amazing how many books written in the past 150 years predicted what would happen. The plan was…
Blackout I didn't forget about the sounds that woke me up at night. If I think about the wardrobe I remember that terrible smell. I still want to go down through the chimney and have for thousand and one questions I want my dad and mom to answer. I wait for the right moment. Something changed. I feel it. I'm not sure if it has anything to do with me. I spend more time in my cabin. At first, I didn't care. The notebook keeps me company and I sleep too. After late breakfast,…
Are we safe? The blackout continues. With it, our life changed even more. For some days I couldn't write. For most parts of the day, mom stayed with me in the bunker. I don't like to call it a panic room because there's nothing to panic about. Mom is here and dad is too although he no longer switches the screen on. Both no longer work. Dad leaves us for many hours. Sometimes I think I hear sounds. Noises I never heard before but mom says it's impossible. The walls of our…
Bad memories stay **Today it is...** It is October 20! I woke up. My head hurts. My ear hurts. My eyes are swollen. My throat hurts. I am not tied to the bed. It's grey outside. I feel the cold. Did it freeze? I tried to sit on my knees on the bed. I feel dizzy. I don't feel so good. I see mist outside and the streetlight is on. It's grey. I woke up felt the pain. I hurt my mother scream at me again. I did all she wanted I did not refuse. I tried to be polite and attentive.…
The pilot study "It's a pilot," dad said, "but I'm sure it will work. I made a study out of it." He grinned as he showed me the drawings in his scrapbook. "You like them?" I nodded although I wasn't sure what I was looking at. "It took me years but you'll see it works. We'll need it." He looked at mom who slept. She stopped singing as soon as dad came back. Instead of singing, she cried. It was the first time I saw my mom cry. Dad had put her in bed and stroke her hair till…
Grab a chair, relax Waking up is never easy not even if you wake up without any reason. I woke up early this morning and it was pitch dark. I wondered about the time decided to stay in bed though. For a change, I felt warm although the hot water bag next to me was close to cold. Cold or hot it still is a great wall against the cold underneath the blanket at the right of me. That part I can't warm up because I have already a hard time doing so on the spot where I lay. Curled…
Columnist, stand-up comedian Do columnists still exist? I mean those real columnists who shared their view on the world, a news item, tv show, film or movie. A view readers might not share but it was good to read. The columnist could make you think, laugh or cry. Might be some went crazy and wished him dead. Columnists write about everything but most of all about their views on life. A view, not an opinion or statement. There's no need to agree, to applaud or change your…
Good news about polarisation **Finally** all countries -nearly all countries- have something in common. It's no longer a fight to be accepted, respected since discrimination is allowed. The mainstream media does it, ministers, governments do and the mass follows the 'good' example given by those who preach the 'truth'. That's how it always has been. The world is divided into a war. Not on the way to a fight, not preparing for a battle but in the middle of it. It won't get…
Brightness - NaNoWriMo 12 The light was -after days in the darkness, using small candles to find our way around- the best and brightest I saw. "What is this place," I asked dad while he held my hand. "Isn't she beautiful?" He pointed at the bright shining ball in front of us. "She brightens you up and follows wherever you go." "What is it?" "A planet honey bee, one of the moons. This is our moon. Isn't she beautiful?" Dad was right. She was and I couldn't keep my eyes off…
Staying with friends "*I'm invited on Saturday. It's not sure yet but shall I go? They will take me home,*" the youngest said. My children rarely go out and hardly have friends. Just like many other children in their class, they travel far. This means the only moment they meet is at school or perhaps if school finishes one hour earlier and they are sent home. If a teacher doesn't show up they are not allowed to leave school. The front door is locked and if you ask me…
Breakdown *You don't feel too well?* Ever used a symptom checker? Since every illness or pain we suffer from since the end of 2019 is labelled as Covid-19 by doctors, death causes included, I thought I check it out. How many times I'll receive Covid-19 or the coronavirus for an answer? I used the symptoms: chills, stiff neck and headache. If I would read this there's one illness that pops up in my mind how about the internet? For your information, I don't use google which…
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