All Summer in a Day
by J.Z.S. I gave up trying to break down the closet door, and instead listened to the pattering sound of the rain. Oh how much I resented the rain. My legs, they began to cramp and my arms where sore from the constant banging. I wish the rain would stop, I thought. Then, as though miraculously, the sound of rain stopped. I knew that the rain stopped. Tears welled up in my eyes and I began crying for all the joy and happiness that made up the wondrous Sun. I cried for my great and utter loss. I cried and cried. It was maybe two hours before they creeped back into the room. Then they unlocked the door slowly, oh so slowly. I tumbled out of the closet. My face was most likely red, like a ripe tomato. My skin almost as pale as snow, or like the pictures of snow that we’ve seen. Fingernails digging into my palms, almost like a knife about to pierce a ripe apple. “Margot?” whispers one of the boys’ closest to me. Around me I saw the faces of those who hated me, for being different, for, to them, I was only abnormal. I was someone to steer clear from. They were always jabbing at me, almost to see if I would ever react. And so I left the room. The crowd was like a tidal wave, only an inch from swallowing me up. And no matter where I moved, it will drown, drown, drown me, always and a day. Just the same way it's raining, always raining; but the Sun never shines. J.Z.S., or Johany, is a 9th grader at FHS. She is an aspiring author currently working on short stories, poems, and a novel. Her love for works expands towards all types of literature, but especially classic novels.
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Epiphany Literary Magazine is a safe space for students at Franklin High School to share their creativity. Archives '16-'20
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