Shades of her.

Pale Yellow

I am sitting here lonely. I have a family of six members but it seems like i m all alone here in this dark room.  I am just falling into a deep long and narrow dug which is actually engulfed with lots of cruel people. I m suffocating in this dug. I have no body to share my pain with. I am trying to overcome this fear, this deadly feeling of being alone, this feeling of being sick. She is looking outside from her big window glass which is surrounded by dark brown woods. She is looking at the children who are busy in playing but actually, she is engaged in her deep thoughts, not focusing on the children.
While she is busy in thinking, her door knocks.
Alizah: Hey..!! Whose there? Come in. ( She says without looking at the door)
Her mother comes into the room from a wide and big dark brown coloured door.
Mother: Alizey baby, what are worrying about? Mri jan itna nahi sochte (My dear don't overthink)
Alizah: Hey mamma! I m not overthinking, Don't worry! I m alright. She lies.
Mother: But beta ur facial reactions are revealing your perplexed thoughts.
Alizah: Oh mamma! Why r u worrying in vain?? I have already told you that i m perfectly fine. Fetch me some nuts nd a cup of coffee. I m feeling tired. I went to college and no doubt it was a tiring day. Now i have a lot of fish to fry.
Mamma: Ok honey! As u like.

A few minutes later.

Her mother Zoobia comes in her room and sees her 17 year old girl sleeping inappropriately on the window pane.
Mother: Omg, what happened to my girl. I am sure she must be thinking deep. That's why she is tired that much. She mumbles to herself. She put aside the black coffee cup which is designed with red polka dots on her black and white side corner table.
She pulls her arm to get her on the bed. But then, she sees the marks of dry tears on her gentle cheeks. She realizes that she has been crying for many hours. She realize that when she came in her room for the first time today, Alizah was crying. This feeling of seeing her child with dried tears breaks her heart.
She pulls her on the bed and let her lay straight on her big size black and white bed. She covers her daughter with the cozy and delicate maroon blanket which is covered with the beautiful prints of roses. Then, she turn backwards without making noise that may awake her daughter. She walks on the black concrete floor and move about the door. Before moving out of the room, she switches of the lights so that she could sleep more comfortably.
While exiting, her mother zoobia is engaged in the thoughts that her daughter is turning pale yellow by her appearance.

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