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The reason her hair, accessories, and spots are different
is because this is a failed attempt at a baby picture. |D
The reason her hair, accessories, and spots are different
is because this is a failed attempt at a baby picture. |D
Falla's parents had tried for years to have a child but for one reason or another they had never been successful. That is, until they had Falla. She was their first and only little treasure and the light of their world. However, it quickly became apparent that their happy little girl wasn't a hardy and healthy child. When she was a few days old, Falla became very sick, likely from all of the family that had been visiting to see her. Her parents had been so proud to have finally had a child that they had been sure everyone knew and they had all wanted to see her. One must have been a little sick because Falla quickly caught whatever they had, only in her it got much worse. At first she cried and coughed a lot, then she just whimpered and wheezed. Her condition terrified her parents who immediately cut off visits and sought out the help of their own parents. However, no matter what they tried, Falla did not seem to respond to any treatments. The sickness eventually worked its way through her system and left, but Falla had been distinctly weakened physically along with her natural delicateness and susceptibility to diseases.
These events caused her parents to become very protective of her. They did not allow anyone who was not thoroughly checked out first to see her and never let any of her little cousins see her. She was almost entirely isolated from kias other than her parents and healthiest aunts and uncles. Her parents had her pampered and gave her anything she wanted to try and keep her happy, but as Falla grew older she began to feel lonely. She longed to play with someone her own age like the kids in her favorite movies did. She asked her parents why she never got to play with other kids. Her parents tried to explain it to her, but Falla did not remember being sick and did not see how it could be worse than not being able to have friends and play outside. So, one day, Falla went outside while her parents weren't paying attention for a moment. They noticed her absence almost immediately, but Falla had found her way outside in that moment and had run as fast as she could. She wanted to see the world she lived in like the princesses in her movies, but as she ran, her breath grew heavy and her lungs burned. She collapsed to the ground by a stream no more than half a mile from her home. She had exhausted herself so quickly and as she collapsed, she knocked her front leg on a rock. She already knew that she bruised easily, but she had never seen this happen before. She was bleeding. She stared at it in dumbfounded confusion, shivering as it oozed from her body. Before her parents found her though, another did. She was an old and lonely Kia who Falla always thought of as one of villains from her stories thereafter. The old Kia stole Falla away for only a few hours to treat her wounds, not knowing how close Falla's parents had been. Her intentions were good, but Falla only knew that the herbs she used stung and her parents only knew that she had taken their daughter away from them, even if only for the shortest time. When she took Falla to find her family again, her parents chased the nice old Kia away and rushed Falla back to her room. Falla was slowly starting to take fever. Even though the old she-Kia had treated her wound well, she was very fragile and had caught infection even as her wound had bled. With her fever came horrible dreams that scared her and confused her. Dragons carried her off into the sky to drop her or alligators chased her through rivers she was too weak to swim through. Despite the horror of these dreams, Falla found during her sickness that she could control them. Slowly she changed the dreams to follow her own wishes. In her sleep she began to do the things she had always wanted to be able to do without getting hurt. She had begun to lucid dream thanks to her fevers and in this way she was able to live the life she couldn't when awake. Even after she got better, she slept more and more, just wanting to live in her dreams. It worried her parents deeply. When her parents asked her why she slept so much instead of playing with her toys or watching her movies and reading her books anymore, she told them that all of her best friends were there when she slept. She told them about where she lived and what she did to help the people of her country in her sleep. It was in these words that her parents realized that she really needed more interactions with other kias, but how could they let her? They were terrified that someone else might steal her away forever or that she would become dangerously sick and injured if she was allowed to play with others. However, they loved their daughter too much to allow her to sleep her life away because she was lonely. They slowly allowed her to play with other children, after being sure they were not sick first, but Falla did not know how to play with people she could not control as she controlled her friends in her dreams. She did not like sharing her toys with others and she overall found that she was too shy to play with those who did not already know her. When Falla was unable to make real friends as easily as she had hoped, she shut down a little again. She simply didn't know how to cope with her own shyness, nor how to make friends when she still expected them to treat her like princess. She didn't exactly like being treated like the center of the universe, but she was used to it and expected it of others which made it very hard for her to make friends. Her parents weren't sure what to do, so they tried taking her outside more. They took her on picnics to gentle, grassy hills and they even "camped" once at a flowery field with a ventilated tent. Knowing how much she disappointed and upset her parents, Falla began to just act however she thought they wanted her to. She wanted to make them happy, wanted to be the princess she thought they wanted her to be, but she just couldn't always be happy which was all they really wanted for her. It was on one of their picnics that she found something in which she could finally find some solace. It was a beautiful spring day and Falla had gone with her parents to yet another place full of flowers. She had always found them and the butterflies they attracted to be pretty, but had never really paid much close attention to them. On this day however, she saw some other young Kias playing in a patch of flowers, and wanted to play with them, but didn't want to worry her parents by joining in with the rough housing. So she sat nearby and watched them play, declining when they asked her to join them. When they left, she walked over to where they had been playing, mostly to pretend that she had been able to play with them, when she noticed that many of the flowers had been crushed. The sight depressed her so much, that she worked for the rest of the day to get the flowers straightened out and standing again with grass and twigs. Her parents watched her working so whole heartedly, and realized that it might be good for her to have a garden of her own to care for. The idea was perfect. Falla found that she loved caring for plants and flowers in particular as they were as fragile and easily hurt as she, yet when treated with the correct care, would always grew stronger. She now finds comfort in caring for the plants in the small garden that they have started outside of their home. |
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♦♦◈Stardust & Carousels◈♦♦ ═════════════════ Where sweet Wood Larks Sing And Herald the Morning Bright Where the Fireflies Dance In the Coolness of Night Where do I belong? When I cannot Sing? When I cannot Dance? Where is my Special Light? How am I Special? In this World of the Unique With Everyone so Strong Yet I am so Weak How can I Fit In? Where do I Belong? And Yet I Dream Of Things so Sweet Of a Land of My Own Where I am Unique Where Butterflies Dance At the Raising of Dawn And Where I can Ride Horses Because there, I am Strong When I am There Every Star Sings My Name, Because They are Like Me We are the Same But Then I Awake My Stars are all Gone, My Strength no More Than it was Before My Friends are all Stardust Small Motes in the Wind And my Horses are Plastic On a Carousel they Spin But My Mother is Here And My Father is Too They Love me so Much But What Can I Do? I Want Them to Be Happy Yet My Laughs are Forced And My Smiles aren't True For the Carousels that I Ride, They Have no Real Horses They Give me no Pride And the Stars that I see Glowing through the Night Are Painted Upon my Ceiling They are Dust and No More Is this Really all that I live for? For My Happiness, it is a Dew That Gathers All the Night Through But Is Burned Away Again When sweet Wood Larks Sing And Herald the Morning Bright Yet for My Mother and Father I Still need to Fight I Still Must Struggle To Find My own Light ╚═════════════════╝ |