noises - [jay]
Feb 19, 2012 23:00:04 GMT -5
Post by ✨ zozo. on Feb 19, 2012 23:00:04 GMT -5
dakoda zanelli district twelve
s i n k i n g i n s i l e n c e
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B I O G R A P H Y
Noises, I play within my head.
Touch my own skin and hope that I'm still breathing.
And I think back to when my brothers and my sister
[/i] slept,[/center]And I think back to when my brothers and my sister
In an unlocked place
[/color]the only time I feel safe.[/right][/color][/i]It's cold. Really, really cold. Does cold have a sound? Probably not. It's hard to tell what has a sound and what doesn't. I guess, if I imagine what it sounds like, then maybe I could figure it out. I certainly know what cold feels like - sharp, icy, numbing. Is that what it sounds like? I could always ask Annello. He doesn't laugh when I ask about sound, like the other kids do. They don't tease me, or think I'm stupid, like when I asked the other day if leather had a sound. None of my siblings do.[/size][/blockquote][/justify]
I feel bare without them as I trudge through the light snow that coats District Twelve's sludgy ground. Usually if I'm with my brothers and sister, it's ok. I don't walk into things, or people, because I can't hear them. I'm not suddenly shocked by a stray cat that jumps out in front of me, because I can't hear it. I don't have to run away as fast as I can when a passer-by stops to talk because I can't hear them. I'm safe, with them. Now, as I make my way towards the school gates where I always meet them, my eyes are wide and anxious. The only thing close to sound today is the thud I feel through my worn, run-down boots that my sister Julo outgrew and gave to me. In fact, all of my clothes are handed down to me from Julo, except the jacket that Annello insisted that I wore after much attempt to reason with him. I'll be fine, he said, murmurs in my ears. You need it more.
I didn't believe him, of course - and it's much too big for me, being 2 years younger than him and small for my age - but I know that even if I force it on him the moment he walks out the school doors he'll have it back on me in no time. It doesn't seem fair, him having to freeze at school whilst I'm at home snuggling in the fire with a book - but he always wins our arguments. They don't last very long, and always end with that dreaded hushing gesture because I am too loud when I am angry. Luckily the voices - the ones I'm afraid of - have left me be for a while.
My teeth begin to chatter against the slight wind - perhaps that makes a sound, too, but I'm fairly certain it does, as I can just hear them clatter together if I concentrate. Responding, I tighten the large jacket over my torso and quicken my pace in an attempt to warm my body. I can see the school clearly now - racing ahead to my usual spot by the fence, feet stumbling against the increasing masses of snow. It's funny, how the snow falls heavier in places around Twelve than near my home. Perhaps falling snow has a sound. I briefly remember asking McKenzy if it has a noise, but I don't really remember his answer. 'S too light to make a noise, 'Koda, he'd replied. Just like you.
In a few more moments, I'd reached the school entrance, climbing up onto the wooden gate and settling on top of it, hands at either side of my body. It's not too far from the ground, a few feet if I let my boots dangle over the edge, but I'm still cautious. I've got to be cautious about everything, really. I hardly ever dangle my feet any more, because hen I was young I used to swing them against the gate and let my boots hammer at the old wooden structure. Apparently it got so loud that Annello had to run outside and haul me down, telling me I was disrupting the classes. I got so distraught because I am too loud when I am excited. that I burst into tears, and he carried me home on his shoulders until I stopped crying. That's just how he is, Annello. Always there.
I'm getting a tad lonely, sitting, waiting, wishing that they'd hurry up and come out soon. I don't dare begin hammering my feet against the gate again, because I'm trying so hard to be good. It's silence or nothing, for me. I wish they would come out soon.