Immortal Day

By Prenn

This is going to be a multi-shot, (3-5) based on real events (except for the final shot, whichever number it is) and the irony of a small part of my life. Obviously the names used here are not the people's ACTUAL names, just...close. Tell me what you think of it.

It'll get a rewrite eventually so think of this as a rough draft.

Review please :P


Part 1

Once upon a time, there was a tiny little girl named Rosalie who lived in a very small village in a remote little town. There the world was almost completely covered by snow, as it was that way all the time. Near midday, the townspeople gathered in the great hall. The singing and fellowship stretched into the dark hours of the night oftentimes.

At the age of eight, Rosalie was a very mature child, however foolish she was. She wasn't afraid to speak her mind; after all, what was wrong about that? She herself was her own philosophy and the basis of her own moral judgment.

While the adults were in town meetings, the children were often left to themselves. One child, the eldest, Emmis, put himself in charge of all the others. It was by own pure arrogance that he let his friends have a snowball fight outside and didn't let the girls join.

"Come on, let's just go back inside and play horses." Chessie said to her friends Eloise and Karen.

Rosalie never quite understood those girls. All they wanted to do was play dolls or horses or house. Because of this, Rosalie's relationship with the other girls wasn't exactly stellar.

"No." Rosalie replied. "The boys are all playing in the snow so there's no reason for us not to be allowed." She tried to walk past, but Emmis stood in the way. "Move, Emmis."

"No." He said sternly. "You're not allowed to go outside."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm in charge and I said so."

Rosalie and Emmis were never friends. In fact it was closer to the truth to say they were enemies. Rosalie hated Emmis. Emmis treated all the other children kindly, played with them, talked to them, and joked around with them. But the moment Rosalie came into the picture, Emmis's eyes went cold. He treated Rosalie as if she wasn't even there. He scoffed when she said a wrong answer in class. He was annoyed when she asked for help in crafts class. Because of the way he treated her, Rosalie swore she'd always despise Emmis, and one day she would truly break his heart.

That day happened to be today.

Taking matters into her own hands, Rosalie said, "You can't tell me what to do! You think that just because you're the oldest you get to be in charge but that's not true. You may be able to shove the other kids around but not me."

Chessie, Eloise, and Karen were in shock completely. Rosalie darted back around with the three girls following her. She locked the door behind, leaving Emmis shouting from the other side.

"Phew!" Rosalie said. She and the other girls ran out the back doorway and joined in the snowball fight. It was all so grand a game that Rosalie almost forgot about Emmis. In fact she was rather glad he was not there. In once glance, though, she saw his face through the frosted window. He was taking care of some of the toddlers. He had a new cold look in his eye, one much deeper than before.

If only Rosalie knew how much she had hurt him.