The Ballerina and The Sad Violin Part 9

Kalina walked the pavement that created the fast paced city. She now knew that the bond between her and her sister was broken forever. There was nothing Alinna could do to re establish their sister hood. Her life upside down by the turmoil that had taken hold of her and it slowly started transforming her into someone and something she wasn’t.

What am I to do? She is all I have left of my parents. With all my heart I tried to give her everything they would have given her. It just wasn’t enough for her. This anger I carry inside is growing by the second. She doesn’t understand the severity of hurt that is traveling within me and it is destroying every inch of good momma created in me.


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“Kalina?” called Madame Noemi

Kalina in a daze replied “Yes”

“Is everything alright” she paused and looked at her. Kalina turned out the window as if she didn’t her say a word. “You don’t seem to be the same girl as when you first started.”

With a dead look in her stare she replied “Nothing is wrong, nothing at all.”

Madame Noemi felt a negative vibe radiating from the talented sister. She seemed so empty and lifeless lately. What had changed in Kalina’s life, she thought, that could have made her turn this way?

Kalina stood up from the window ledge that overlooked the academy's garden area that was right below Madame Noemi’s class room window and stormed out the door. Madame Noemi walked curiously over to the window and peered out to find Alinna and Santos exchanging smiles. She turned to look at the empty doorway in weary.

****

There was a swift knock that startled Santos “Yes? Come in…” he answered.

The door creaked open and in stepped Madame Noemi and called out quietly “Do you have a moment, Santos?”

“Why yes, what is it Noemi?”

“Santos, I wanted to ask I know it is none the less any of my business but have you seen quite a change in Kalina these past couple of days?”

“Ummm-mmmm , No why did she mention something to you?”

“No-No! Nothing was mentioned she just seems rather quiet and very pensive and well kind of lifeless. Don’t you think?”

“Well, maybe just a little quiet. Who knows maybe she is just having a bad day you know the way these girls get, especially when they watch their weight they get all moody.”

“No, I think it is something else, something dark she is holding onto and is afraid to speak on it.” She spoke softly as she walked towards the window and turned back to look at Santos.

“I wouldn’t have a clue” he said while scratching his head giving a flustered look “is that all; I need to get back to work?”

“Yes, Santos that’s all.” She walked towards the door and turned the handle and turned her head to give one last look at Santos, knowing he had a bit to do with the way Kalina was acting.

****

Night fell again yet another sleepless night. Kalina stared out the window and studied the moon as it glowed brighter than ever this night. There was something different about tonight she just couldn’t figure out what. She allowed the moon to speak to her with its glowing grin. Consumed by the darkness of the sky and the light of the moon she stood still with no movement. Arms behind her head and her legs crossed. Her eyes began to get heavy like if paper weights had been placed above her eyelids and she began to shut them slowly. Off she went into a deep slumber.

She opened her eyes to find herself walking through a dark hall, she couldn’t see it was dark but at the end of the hall there was a flickering light that weaved from left to right she heard the voice of a young girl calling for her and she followed. The little voice started to get high pitched and call louder and louder. Kalina began to run down the hall following the voice. “Wait for me, hold on, slow down” Kalina called the little girl started to run faster away from her as she started to scream as if in someone was hurting her. Then the light she was following went dark....


To Be Continued.....

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Cardisa 5 years ago from Jamaica

I have to go back and read them all, I don't have a clue what's going on but I will soon.


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asmaiftikhar 5 years ago from Pakistan

mysterious and beautiful piece of writing which is capturing the beats of heart.keep it up


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bellawritter23 5 years ago from California Author

Cardisa, Thank you for stoping by yes we are nine parts into it I kind like this story I know how would I write something I don't like right lol hehe thanks again Sweet Lady!!

bella

Asma, Thank you yes a bit mysterious I would say but there are 8 other parts to it .. thanks for reading

smiles :)

bella


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Eiddwen 5 years ago from Wales

So touching and beautiful bella.

Thanks for shaing this gem with us on here and here's to very many more to share..

Take care

Eiddwen.


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bellawritter23 5 years ago from California Author

Eidd, Thank you very much I have been missing out on all the greatness on the hubs lately as to I was mentally gone for a lil bit but I am back again!! Thanks a mill ;)

bella


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TheDailyMessenger 4 years ago from Las Vegas, NV

loving the story Bella. :)

TDM

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