The Other Side

My eyes snap open at my mothers sharp rap on my bedroom door.

"Leonardo for gods sake wake up!", her shrill voice bounced off the poorly wallpapered walls and blasts through my wooden door. Wiping the remaining sleep out of my eyes I roll over on my lumpy mattress. Sitting up slowly I peer across the room and see the large body of my brother, Mason, rising and falling, in his bed. Masons grey rumpled sheets are roughly drapped across the weak wooden frame exposing his muscular back.

Annoyed that Mason was yet again sleeping in, I got out my bed in a huff. I walk past his bed grabbing my shoes from his pile of mess, the floor boards groan with every step,  ignoring the sound I pull on my thinning brown jumper. Before I was able to push my left arm through the hole, a strong grip was forced around my fore arm. Letting my eyes fall to the large hand that belonged to Mason, without turning his head in the pillow to face me he snarled "Oi frog face" his grip tightened on my bony wrist "

as i make my way to the kitchen, i shudder with the feeling of the hall looming over me threatening to collapse at any moment. avoiding the burning holes in my back from my mothers cold dark eyes full of hatred, i step outside, feeling the dirt on my bare feet i jog toward the shed that housed our 15 or so hens.

feeling the familiar, unpleasant mess of bird faeces and the flapping of wings around my ankles, i collect the warm large eggs.

"how many this morning Leo?" unaware of her presence i drop an egg in fright, and snap my head in the direction of her stiffled giggles. in the door frame i am just able to make out her slight frame which took the form of a sillouette in the early hours of the morning.

we make our way back to our pathetic excusse for a house to drop of the eggs and goats milk. i take her pail from her to set it on the table along with the eggs. 

because it was a sunday-which we had to ourselfs, we silently agree to venture to our spot loacted half way up one of the mountains, to watch as the sun set our world on fire.

i look across to Ariana in the rising sun, which excentuated the blonde ringlets that framed her heart shaped face.  "Leo" she whispered turning her head to face me, "mm" i replied proping myself up on my elbow to see the face that basically reflected my mothers. "i wonder whats out there" she motioned to the tremendous mountains that enclosed our tiny village in the valley. "one day, we will leave the choking grips of this society, and discover the unknown which i will shape with my bare hands to keep you happy...one day" i reply truthfully. 

up here, perched half way up this hill i felt so powerful