The Tale of Eliçen and Rayan

"The Cursed Skirt"

She was sitting in the corner of the lawn with her laptop. She always sat in the corners because her importance in her own house was not more then a mopping stick - necessary, but filthy. She was unblinkingly staring at an email from the leader of Turkish students in Manchester University, not even showing the slightest bit of movement as if petrified, and the sooner her feet touched the ground she choked her scream, and instead gave a little squeak for which she was awarded a stern glare from Anneanne (grandmother) sitting in her rocking chair, cleaning her half-mooned spectacles; and a very similar reaction from the rest of the family, except Dede.

Dede was the only one who truly cared about her. He came to her and asked.

"Eliçen ...... What happened?" she started whispering in his ears. Dede stood up and asked Eliçen to come with him.

"Where are you going?"Anneanne snapped.

"To the market"

"To the market? With her?" she asked in a disgusted tone.

She stared Anneanne, and her grandmother quickly looked away and started prying furtively. She was scared of Eliçen, well, everybody was. She was a misery ...... a trouble-maker.

The very day she was born one of her uncle passed away, her aunt and her husband suffered a car crash, the other uncle had short circuit at his home and last, but not the least her cousin's engagement which was scheduled, postponed and later it was cancelled. And from then onwards she was treated as a curse to her family. Her cousins liked to make her cry by saying

"Eliçen, the cursed skirt!"

No one liked her, apart from Dede, infect she meant more than life to him, but the rest of the people, even her own parents were miserable to her. She undoubtedly hated the place and often considered about leaving it forever. One day she over heared her father telling her mother.

"I'm going to do some renovation in the shop. Don't mention it to anyone ...... specially, not to our Eliçen ..... she is jinxed, you know." Eliçen felt a ball of tears jammed in her throat, she swallowed it with immense difficulty and ran toward her room. She sat on the floor arms folded around her legs, water begin to fill her eyes. She was crying.

Sky outside begin to change the color from dark, mystifying black to pale blue. She was still sitting in the same posture, but her eyes, they weren't wet anymore. Ten minutes later she got up, decisively. She had had enough.... She was unable to bare it anymore. 

She left the house......