I was born on a cold November night under the light of the full moon.
My mother never made it to the Hospital. The car broke down in the middle of the forest and the Ambulance never had the chance to get to them in time.
I was always told that was why I looked so different from my parents. That the light of the moon had turned the colour of my hair white and my eyes as blue as the icy cold night when I was welcomed into this world.
Since the day I was born, it has been forbidden for me to be outside after sundown. They claim that the many predators roaming our district are most active at night. I was their only daughter and they couldn’t bear the thought of losing me.
I never believed that they had told me the whole truth, but I also never imagined that the truth would turn everything I knew upside down. Forcing me to choose between the love of my life and the man that I can’t stay away from.
I was nine the first time I asked if I could stay through the night at one of my friend’s. I knew I had to ask them if I ever wanted to see the light of day again.
I had never before requested something like that, but they looked at me with horror. As if I had asked for the most outrageous thing in the world.
They yelled at me for half an hour, although, I never got a reason for the rejection and the attitude towards it. I was just told to be home at 7, and that I might as well stay home if these deals weren’t committed to.
Once, I was half an hour late and they were already making calls to the police station to send a search party to look for me. I never broke that rule again.
By the time I was 15, I had never been outside for later than 7 pm. I was to lay in bed at 10:30 and I had stopped questioning it after so many years.
‘If I didn’t get my 8-9 hours of sleep, I wouldn’t be ready for the next day,’ was the answer I always received when I dared to ask the question.
The routine had been like that all my life. Even now, as I turned 20, I have no real explanation as to why.
I had never seen the night sky but always dream about how it would be to bathe in the light of the Moon like I did when I was born, but that dream was almost impossible for me to carry out.
For 20 years, I have been stuck inside my parent’s house. Never been to a party or a sleepover. I finally had enough.
I had been planning my rebellion for years and this was the night to execute the plan.
It was my birthday and the Moon was full. My two best friends had invited me for a moonlight picnic as the November night this year was warm.
My best friend, Everly, who has been by my side as long as I can remember, and the man who I have had a secret crush on for years. Archer.
Maybe something will happen tonight? Everly is certainly confident about helping it come to pass.
I am less certain, but a girl is allowed to dream.
And this night was going to be magical. Literally.