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The White Room

January 13, 2020
By AnnaMay02 SILVER, Louisville, Kentucky
AnnaMay02 SILVER, Louisville, Kentucky
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His voice pounded against the walls as I sat huddled in the corner of my little blue room hugging my knees. Mommy taught me to do this when Daddy came home louder than he left. I looked to the birds that were painted on the blue walls for comfort. Usually Mommy sang their whistle-like song, but Mommy was in the white room for a while. I hummed their tune trying to replicate Mommy’s as Daddy screamed at the TV, breaking the big glass tubs filled with the tan liquids. I covered my ears and squeezed my eyes shut when his footsteps grew closer to my door. I hoped that he would pass it and head to the bathroom, I didn’t want to have to wear my long sleeves to school again. I really wanted him to pass even though I still don’t like the sound of the drinks crawling out of his throat. He passed. Thank God. I kept humming. I prayed for Daddy and for Mommy because she may have to stay in the white room longer than we thought. This made Daddy break more glasses than usual and made the bird’s song longer. I missed Mommy and her soft perfect tune, mine wasn’t as good. I missed her soft blonde hair and her boney fingers that brushed my hair back and held me to her chest when we huddled, and she sang. The white room took her from me and it took my courage that Mommy always loved. Daddy’s voice was loud tonight, louder than ever. I was scared that I’d have to call the men in the black uniforms again. I don’t want Daddy to go to the white room, then the white room will have both my Mommy and my Daddy. I didn’t want to call them, but Daddy went quiet and I knew I had to call. I picked up the phone after seeing Dad on the bathroom floor and with my tiny, stubby fingers, I dialed the number again. A nice lady named Susie picked up and I gave her the address Mommy made me learn. She said the good men were coming to help, but that I needed to check Daddy’s heart first. I told her his body filled with air and slowly let it out. She told me that he would be okay, but that they would have to take him away, and I knew that meant he’d go to the white room.



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