Page 54 of Blinded By The Sun
King
I’ve never been on a private jet before and to see it in person, is something new. Something different for me. I know I shouldn’t have my face and hands planted on the window of the jet, but watching the clouds is amazing. I think my new favorite thing is flying. To be this high and see how crazy it all is. To take in the sky and for once, be untouchable is insane yet so peaceful. I shut my eyes as I take it all in. The movement of the plane, the scene of the clouds and clear skies I’ve captured in my mind. I take a deep breath in and release another breath. If I could tell the younger me, the hurt little girl that would sit in the room’s corner while absorbing what was going on around her; I’d tell her she would be okay. That this would all be worth it. Not just because I met the love of my life, but because I’m somewhere where no one can tell me something ridiculous to be. I am transforming into a woman that not only do I like but love, a woman that I respect. One that is learning to be herself and that being me isn’t a crime.
I don’t have to be that scared girl anymore. I don’t have to hide who I am. I don’t have to pretend to be dumb or not understand another language. I don’t have to not smile because I’m afraid that someone will try to take me with them. No one is trying to kidnap me and if they try, I have a protector that will be there for me. I don’t know what comes over me, but this moment is so surreal that I break down. I’ve never sobbed in my life but now, I release a tear jerking sob for the little girl who didn’t know how to love but yet she learned and is now in love. For the girl that is learning to be there for herself and the others who have showed her they also are there for her. She isn’t alone. I… am not alone.
“Baby, baby, what is it?” I hear Ciro as he envelops me into his arms, but I can’t say anything.
I don’t move from the window as I keep my eyes closed seeing that image of the little girl in the corner, crying her eyes out because she just turned 14 and got her period. The little girl who thought it was time for her to give herself to men who would ruin her innocence or defile her. But it didn’t happen. Here is a letter, a message to her.
Dear little girl,
Don’t think no one loves you. Someone will always love you whether or not you believe it. You have angels watching over you. They may not seem like they are, but trust me when I say that they are. They love you in their own way. You will be protected. He will appear like the phantom of the opera, like the grim reaper, but even they once had a purpose before they became who they were. You will grow up to meet someone… Someone who turns your life upside down, he will blind you like the sun, but you will shine like a star.
Those pieces of you you no longer have. The ones that you had to shed to become a shell of a person, don’t worry, you’ll get it back. You’ll find yourself in the most unlikely place. You will find love. You will find a family.
Baby girl, pick your head up because life isn’t over yet. Everything has its trials, but nothing ever stays down. If you’re down, look up to the sky and dream about the life you will one day have. Nothing can take that from you.
Little Kingsley Storm, you may have to sell your body or even your worth but understand this, you will never sell your soul because it is much more precious than diamonds and pearls. None of those men can ever take it from you. It is yours to keep or yours to give away. I hope this message finds you, brings you peace and tells you you will be fine. I know I’ll be fine; you know why? Because you will be there for me. You have made me strong. The girl inside of me will always be here. You will always keep me strong. I love you, little King. With all my heart.
Just remember… Little girl, it’s okay.
Signed,
Future Kingsley Storm.
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