I was in this cave, dark and creepy, wandering for long. There was no way for me to escape, not of any I could see. I don't know how I got to that place, I just found myself there. It was so dark and I had to keep moving to try and find a way out of the cave. I wasn't afraid, nothing scares me but I was just trying to come out for Mom not to be worried, because each time I am out late in the woods, she gets worried about me.
This bright light came and then I saw these two people, a man and a woman. They were royals by the way they dressed. The light coming into the cave made it vanished and something like a wide field appeared. The man smiled and the woman smiled too. While I was trying to understand who they were, the lady walked towards me and before I could understand where she was going to do, I woke up. I did see her face clear enough to know she looks familiar. I just did not stay to understand where she went or what you did.
I sighed and rested my head on my seat
Abigail's point of view…
Mom came into my room smiling brightly
"Abigail, guess who is here?"
"Mom, you know I can't guess. I am not good at guessing so tell me who is here"
I said as I rolled my eyes. I hope she is not here for a boring speech. I was startled by my thoughts, why will I ever think that mom's talk will be boring.
There is this change that is going on within me and I don't understand it. It's making me think in a way that I don't used to think, it's really creeping me out. I feel delighted when something bad happens. Like for instance, I broke a glass cup some moments ago and instead of being sorry that I broke the glass I smiled.
"Your grandmother and she came bearing gifts"
Mom replied and brought out a box wrapped with blue wrapping papers. I clenched my fist and boiled inside. Why is everyone trying to get on my nerves today by gifting me blues.
"Mom, what the heck? Did you not tell grandma that I don't like blues, why blue again?"
I flamed up in anger and mom was shocked.
"Abigail tune down the volume of your voice, it's high, it's going to bring down the building"
Mom said and dropped the box on my dresser then sat down on my bed.
"Abigail, what changed? Blue used to be your favorite colors if you remember, back then if your dad and I did get you anything without blue in it you would not accept it. I could ascertain that it could be change on your part. You suddenly hate blues, it's fine but you could manage blue for today. Blue colors are not disease. Abigail, what are you turning into, I mean who are you turning into, is this how you are going to be the queen of the South with this attitude of yours?. I pampered you and trained you with love but I did not embalmed rudeness into you. Watch Your manners young lady. When you are done ranting in your anger, please take yourself out of your room and come and greet your grandparents"
Mom stood up and left. She was sad. My fault.
"What has come over you, Abigail?l what is this? Who are you turning into?"
I had to ask myself the same question mom asked me. I wouldn't say because I am becoming a queen. I had been rude. I know that but not to this extent. I know something is changing in me and mom is the right person I can talk to. She is pissed at me but I have to talk to her because if I don't do it now, I will not do it again. My time here was ticking
"You don't have to do anything, you are a queen and you should carry yourself as one. Don't let anyone make you feel less of yourself. You are not doing anything wrong"
A voice said in my head and I refused to believe that it's my voice. I know what is right and wrong.
I shook my head and left my room with my blue turned black dress sweeping the floor.
"You have got accept who you are, you can't run away from it"
The same voice said again.
"Shut the hell up!"
I screamed, calmed down and continued my journey to my mom's room.