The Wild Inside

The Moon was full and her beauty shone brightly over London town.

A young girl slept with her bedroom window open to let in the summer breeze.

Her clothes were sprawled all over the floor, mirroring the mess throughout the small flat she lived in with her Mum and Dad.

Her dad was drinking in the front room and her mum had fallen asleep on her bed. Most nights her mum would forget to pull the duvet over her body so felt a chill through the night.

The girl slept peacefully in her room.

She dreamt of dancing trees and pink candy water and a Red Serpent who lay motionless on the grass banks.

The girl was weary about the Red Serpents intentions.

“Red Serpent, I’ve never seen such a creature as you before as you’re not from around these parts, what are you doing in my dream?”

The Red Serpent looked directly at her

“Girl, I’m here to teach you”

This excited the girl; she’d never had a Red Serpent teach her anything before.

“Are you going to teach me how to slither through the grass like you?”

“No. You are a human and move upright, you will never be able to slither through the grass like me”

This baffled the girl.

“Well then, why are you here and what you going to teach me?”

The Serpent coiled her tail and sat up.

“You’ll see”

 

The girl woke from her dream on to a warm summers morning.

She could hear the television from the front room as her dad had fallen asleep in his chair.

Once her eyes were wide and the morning haze had lifted she noticed a Jaguar sat at the end of her bed.

Although she was a little scared, who wouldn’t be with such a large cat at the end of their bed, she addressed the Jaguar.

“Jaguar, I’ve never seen your magnificence before as you’re not from around these parts. What you doing at the end of my bed?”

The Jaguar licked her right paw, taking her time to answer.

“Girl, I’m here to teach”

This excited the girl; she’d never had a Jaguar teach her anything before.

“Are you going to teach me how to run as fast as you?”

“No. You have only two legs and I have four, you will never be able to run as fast as me.”

This baffled the girl.

“Well then, why are you here and what are you going to teach me?”

The Jaguar licked her left paw, taking her time to answer.

“You’ll see”.

 

The morning ritual of her mum shouting at her dad began and the girl knew it was time to get out of bed.

As the girl got ready for school, the Jaguar sat at the end of her bed casually cleaning herself.

The kitchen window was open and the girl enjoyed the warm air as she sat and ate her dry toast.

A Green Hummingbird flew through the window and landed on the kitchen table.

“Green Hummingbird, I’ve never seen your beauty before as you’re not from around these parts, what are you doing on my kitchen table?”

“Girl, I’m here to teach you”

The girl was dubious, as she’d had little luck deciphering the teachings of the Red Serpent and the Jaguar but nonetheless she was excited; she’d never had a Hummingbird teach her anything before.

“Are you going to teach me how to hover in mid-air like you?”

“No. You don’t have wings, only legs to walk with so you will never be able to hover in mid-air like me”.

The girl’s confusion grew.

“Well then, why are you here and what are you going to teach me?”

And before the Green Hummingbird could answer, the girl continued.

“I know, I know, I’ll see”.

 

A very bemused girl left the flat and made her way to school.

She took the path that leads along the canal; it’s only a short walk along the water until she reaches school.

As she walked past a canal boat she noticed a Brown Eagle perched on the roof.

How strange her sightings were this morning.

“Brown Eagle, I’ve never seen a bird as big as you as you’re not from around these parts. What are you doing on this canal boat?”

The Brown Eagle spread her majestic wings but did not speak a word.

“Eagle, your silent teachings are wasted on me as I am human. I can’t sliver like a Serpent as I move upright. I can’t run as fast as a Jaguar as I only have two legs and I can’t hover in mid-air like the Hummingbird as I don’t have wings.

The Eagle remained silent.

All the girl could think to do at this point was wave goodbye to the Eagle and carry on her walk to school.

 

As the girl daydreamed out of the window during morning registration, the teacher shouted her name. The girl didn’t respond and the angry teacher cursed her distant behaviour.

The whole class started to laugh, as this was not unusual behaviour for the girl to daydream during class. She did it almost everyday.

The teacher laughed with the rest of the class and as the girl’s eyes began to well up with tears, the teacher screamed abruptly.

“There’s a Red Serpent coming out of my draw!”

The girl watched as the Red Serpent slivered across the desk and wrapped her tail around the teachers arm. The pen moved in the teacher’s hand and marked a tick next to the girls name in the register.

The class were mesmerised by these actions and it didn’t stop there.

A flick of the Red Serpents tail sent the teacher flying into the air, landing on her bum, shaking the classroom as she crashed into the floor.

The girl laughed, her tears disappeared and she thought about how afraid everyone must be to see such a wild and frightening sight.

But the girl was not afraid; she knew this Red Serpent. Her bravery shone as she stood confidently, defining her presence and inviting the Serpent to follow her outside to the overgrown bushes by the football pitch.

As the girl led the Red Serpent out of the classroom she could hear the boys clapping and the girls praising her actions.

“Thank you Red Serpent, you made my mean teacher cry”

“That was not my teaching today,” said the Serpent as she slivered away into the overgrown bushes, never to be seen again.

 

It was lunchtime and sounds of cutlery and chatter filled the canteen.

The girl was thinking that all must have heard of her bravery by now and there’ll be a queue of girls wanting to sit with her.

She sat alone and ate her lukewarm macaroni and cheese.

A carton of orange juice was thrown at the girl’s head by one of the boys sat on the table next to her.

As the canteen laughed at the girl, the school alarm went off.

There was no time to evacuate as the fierce Jaguar ran furiously down the corridor. All in her way were screaming and jumping to safety.

The boy who threw the juice carton froze in fear as the Jaguar headed his way.

It was too late for escape, the Jaguar wrestled him to the ground and as he pleaded for his life he accidently wet his trousers.

The girl was not afraid; she knew this Jaguar. Her bravery shone as she stood confidently in the surrounding chaos.

The girl demanded the boy should never throw a juice carton at her again and if he apologised she would release him from the grips of the jaguar.

The boy apologised and the girl led the Jaguar outside to the overgrown bushes by the football pitch.

As the girl left the canteen she heard rounds of clapping and teachers singing her praise.

“Thank you Jaguar, you made that horrible bully cry and wet his trousers!”

“That was not my teaching today,” said the Jaguar as she strutted into the overgrown bushes, never to be seen again.

 

The girl stood with her knees shivering in the cold, waiting in line during P.E to be chosen by team A or B for the netball game.

She thought to herself that after her heroic actions at lunchtime she would be picked first by the team captain.

She wasn’t. As usual no-one was picking her for their team.

The wings of the Green Hummingbird fluttered inside her stomach and the girl uttered, “Green Hummingbird, come out from there and frighten the girls who didn’t pick me!”

There was no sign of the Green Hummingbird but the girl could feel herself getting bigger.

Energy rippled through the girl, a strength building inside as she felt her body grow. It kept growing and growing, the ground seemed to move further and further away.

The girl felt 10 feet tall.

Now I’m so tall, both teams will want me. I can reach the netball post with ease and score the most goals!

Still, no one was picking her.

The girl was not afraid; she knew the strength of the Green Hummingbird.

She felt that it did not matter about being picked last as being as tall as she was she’d most certainly help her team win the game.

“Thank you Green Hummingbird, you made me tall enough to show off and score more goals than the other girls”.

“That was not my teaching today”, said the Green Hummingbird and at that moment, the girls stomach felt empty again.

 

It had been a long day and one she would never forget.

She felt confident and held her head high as she walked home from school.

The girl heard her mum screaming in the kitchen as she opened the front door.

Her dad had his hands wrapped around her mother’s neck. He was drunk as usual.

Today the girl had tamed a snake, she had calmed a fierce Jaguar, she had saved a boys life and she had grown ten feet tall with a Green Hummingbird inside of her stomach.

Her Dad was only a human, how could he possibly harm her more than a wild animal?

The girl was not afraid; she was confident the Eagle would turn up soon.

She intervened, pulling her dad off her mum, yelling at him to go. The girl had never felt such strength, such determination in her spirit.

The shock in her dad caused him to freeze. He let go of her mum, turned to the girl and hit her hard across the cheek, causing a bruise to appear the next day.

Her dad cried.

Her mum cried.

There was no sign of the Eagle.

“Thank you” said her mum as she hugged the girl so tightly the girl couldn’t catch her breath.

The girl said nothing as she watched her dad leave the flat. He was never to be seen again.

 

When evening came, the clouds hid the moon and the girl snuggled into bed.

She imagined the Serpent, the Jaguar and the hummingbird.

“Eagle where were you when I needed you the most?” uttered the girl to the sky in the hope of some response.

Her eyes closed and she quickly fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.

The Eagle perched herself on the girls window seal and watched her sleep.

The girl did not dream of the Serpent, the jaguar, the hummingbird or the Eagle. Instead she dreamt of visiting the park and enjoying a lavish picnic lunch with her smiling, happy Mum.

It was perfect.

 

 

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