Vision of The Diamond

Calista had always understood things, even when she was very little. She saw a beggar and she understood his story, she saw a queen and instantly knew everything behind her jeweled gowns. Once, when she was little, she went to se the Swan's Lake Ballet (yes I wrote Swan's on purpose and I know it's Swan Lake) and while everyone else saw the sad and beautiful tale, Calista had a vision. She pictured a purely good, white bird, being held captive by two dark, evil ones. She felt the bird's passion, it's pain, it's sorrow and it's desire to break free. She didn't know it, but this was the beginning of wonderful things.


8. Memories

Calista was trapped in haze of mist. She couldn't see, and yet, at the same time, she could. Suddenly a spiral of memories hit her.



"Yes darling?"

"What is a Papa?"

"Papa?"her mother said with tears in her eyes"Papa is…."but the memory moved on.


"All the children have their dadies pick them up from preschool! Why don't I have one?"



"Yeah, and you can go cry to your stupid mummy and daddy!"

"My…my father is dead"


"My father died when I was little."

"Oh, and what was he like?"

"I don't know. I don't remember him."

*End of Dream*




Please don't make bad comments about how this chapter isn't really a chapter. This is very personal to me. This is taken from my life.

R.I.P. dad. I wish I knew you.

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