Little girl

     She sees a young girl, shiny black hair cut in a pageboy style- just like Buster Brown she thinks with a smile, sitting by herself in a yellow room.  All around her life is yellow; the walls of the room, the dressers, the shag carpeting that she loves to wiggle her toes in, the bedspread and sheets, yellow, yellow everywhere.  It’s as if someone wanted this room to beam radiantly like sunshine on a hot summer day.  The yellow is comforting, it’s warm, it’s sunny, it’s as if the yellow is the love and intense feeling pouring from our largest star, our sun.  The young girl doesn’t seem to radiate as brightly as the rest of the room, in fact she doesn’t radiate anything even resembling yellow, she’s more of a deep purple, the kind of purple tinged with blue that results from a fall or the coming of a bruise. 
     She’s crying, rocking back and forth with her arms gripping her knees to her chest.  The girl looks around her room taking in all of the yellow warmth, but not accepting it to warm her.  In fact, she wants to get away from it, she wants to run and hide.  Where could she go, she doesn’t know, she’s young, only a bit more than five and she feels all alone.  All alone in this beautifully pleasing room, feeling no warmth, no sunshine,no yellow, feeling no connection at all to the abundance of yellow, no connection to the world surrounding her. 
     She hears her name being called from downstairs.  She waits, she breathes in and out- trying to keep the tears under control.  Her name is called again.  She forcefully wipes the tears from under her eyes.  She blinks again and again forcing the tears to stop flowing.  Forcing her little mind to grasp control over herself.  Forcing herself to put on a happy face.  She slowly rises from the bed and heads toward the sound of her name.  The little girl knows that her mother is waiting, waiting for her little face to beam sunshine to her.  The girl doesn’t know if she’ll be able to do it but she walks down the stairs trying for the smile that only touches her lips, never reaching into her eyes.