Shadows

Hey guys! For CWC, we were given a suggestion to write a song based off of an instrumental. It was planned to be read tonight, but since it ran over time I wanted to share it with all of you! Its was written based off of Lindsey Stirling’s “Shadows”, which practically wrote this piece itself!

So here goes nothing:

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The detailed entrapped in the mirror and on the floor astound her. As she traced every detail, embraced the utter truth in her presence. “Hello.” It whispered, “Come play.” She resisted, but eventually found the courage to say yes, because of the innocence in the voice she heard. It was hard to mistake, that the entity followed her from the bathroom into the barren wood floors of a tidy bedroom, etched in a bright pink with black polka dots, accenting the loneliness she had felt from the rejection of her parents tonight. She knew the possibility of her only friend be here in her bedroom, begging to play. She took it upon herself to smile, to brighten the spirit of her new friend. She turned to her toy area, where her favorite toys await her.

“Would you like this doll? Or would you like Sally instead?” she asked, pulling out two dolls, one with blonde and the other brunette hair.

“Let’s dance!” it chirped. She then saw the shadow tip-toe on it’s big toe, twirling around. Just like she used to. She laughed, and tip-toed herself, content she had found a friend who had taken ballet like she did. Where she lived, not may people even knew of ballet. They danced the night away, laughing and twirling. “This is fun!” her new friend observed.

“What is your name?” she asked, grinning in this new wave of dancing.

“Amelia. What’s yours?”

“Ivy. We should do this every day!”

“And we shall. What’s your favorite song?” She asked. When Ivy replied with one of the newest popular music, what her parents listen to, Amelia replied with playing it, while the instruments from the music room flooded her bedroom. Many of the violins and cellos responded to Amelia’s call, even a portable learning piano entered playing an intricate melody found itself within the walls that surround Ivy.

She gasped. “Wow!” she stares at the floating instruments. “This is so cool! How did you learn how to do this?”

“One day I figured out I could. I don’t know how, but I can.” Amelia’s words astounded Ivy. She danced with the instruments, as she began to feel luminous and cheerful. Her worries faded. The trance that she felt could only be described as life-altering. She made a wrong step, and fell over the violin playing happily. She hit her head on her dresser, and cried, because it hurt. She didn’t want to wake her parents, because they would not approve of her new friend. Anything she did was considered bad. She glanced back at Amelia, whom followed her down to the ground. “Is it hurting badly?” She asked.

“Yeah.” Ivy whimpered.

“It’s okay. It happens to everyone. Want to dance some more?”

She shook her head, not wanting to risk the injury of her head.

“Would you like me to fetch your parents?” her voice sounded of condescension.

Again, she shook her head. She knew if they knew about Amelia, they would get rid of her.

Not long after, she felt a hard nudge, an incessant need to dance together. She fell to the ground, this time hitting her nose to the ground because she had yet learned to catch herself. She saw the gaping red on her brown wood, and shouted out of instinct, “Mommy!”

“Shh.” Amelia said. But it was too late. Her parents flooded in, and found only Ivy and the instruments, lined up in a row in her bedroom. Amelia had found her proper place.

“What happened?” her father asked.

Ivy had to come up with something. “Um, I wanted to go to the bathroom, but I tripped over my feet, or shoes.” She noticed her shoes by the bed.

“Then why are the instruments in here?” her mother announced.

“Because, I wanted to try them out. I like how you play them, mommy.”

“Aw, that’s sweet.” her mother thanked Ivy and treated her nose. “Okay, it’s back aboard the sleep train for you.” But as Ivy moved, you could see Amelia give a silent kiss into the night, before Ivy’s shadow returned to normal.

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