marias pov
my only wish is to go outside. i mean sure i have been outside and its not like i cant go outside. i want to go on walks in the day. i want to go swimming in the sea, in the daytime. i want to go to the park, beach, school, even my front garden.
but i cant.
because its day time.
i have a disease called Xeroderma Pigmentosum, i call it XP. it means that if i get the slightest bit of sunlight on my skin i could die. all my life i have been inside, i dont actually mind it that much, yeah i dont go to school but i get homeschooled. and i do have company! i have my best friend Anne.
Anne has been my best friend since 5th grade when everyone called me a vampire because i had never been outside.
she has always been by my side and helped me.
there is one thing that my XP will never stop me from doing.
singing
i have loved to sing ever since i was little, i would play guitar and sing my own made up songs to myself and Anne. it was and is my passion.
my days feel so long, as i sleep at day and stay up all night.
but there is one thing i look forward to everyday. at exactly 10:45am.
Jack gilinsky from my kindergarten group always ran past my house in the morning so i would sit at my bedroom window, all blacked out so no sun could get in, and watch him run past. it light-end my dad intensely:)
and now i'm 16 years old, still trapped in my bedroom, down castle road at number 9.
and still have never been in a glimpse of sunlight.
-present day- (still Maria's pov)
i'm sat in my room, gently strumming on my wooden guitar, my brown hair up in a bun with two strands falling beside my face. when i write songs to sing, i put them in this red notebook i kept under my bed i must have about 15 different songs in there waiting to be played and heard.
unfortunately i have lost this notebook recently, i always go to this train station and sit outside (at night) alone and sang my songs and played my guitar. but i left it there just yesterday at 1:30 in the morning i left the station.
so i will wait until i can go and get it.
-12:00-
now is time, i check with my dad that its an okay time to go out, he reply's with a yes.
i make my way to the station in hope that it will still be there.
finally i get there after about 15 minutes of walking down one boring road.
' hey Dan' i wave at the train driver who is currently in the ticket office, our dads are friends.
' Maria! hey' he waves back as i make my way towards him.
' have you seen a notebook anywhere?' i ask with my hands together praying that he has.
' no, sorry, you can check the platform. just be careful' he winks and gives me the keys to unlock the door to the platform i always play on.
i arrive at the door and carefully unlock it.
i see the bench i was sat on, there is a boy sat on it with a book in his hands! my book!
' hi excuse me? i think thats mine?' i say
' oh this' he looks up at me. and there he sat. Jack. Jack Gilinsky.
' y-yeah thats mine' i take it off of him and make my way to the door again.
' i dont think we have met, im jack' he shakes
my hand and smiles
' Maria' i say and turn away again
' nice name' he winks and chuckles.
' you to' i take out my headphones that i had in.
' how come we haven't met?' he asked
' i dont tend to be outside' i replyed.
'oh. well. do you wanna hang out tomorrow?' he asked, smiling
' i'm not free in the day, but at night, i tend to be free'