through the wind.


gia masih

 


SUMMER VACATION IS OVER. For the first time in a month, I’m going to school again. 

6:00. I’m packing my bag. Three notebooks, three textbooks, a juice carton. An apple. Two apples. 

6:10. I’m dressing up. First my panties. My bra. Shirt, tie, stockings, skirt. Socks, shoes. Scrunchie. 

6:20. I didn’t comb my hair. 

6:30. 

6:50. The wind is pretty strong today. 

I went to school. The wind kept blowing in my face. I couldn’t see a thing. I almost flew away. I was late. The teacher asked why I was late, so I said it was because of the wind. She didn’t ask anymore. We had classes, then it was lunch. I drank my juice and ate one apple. We had classes, then it was time to go home. I thought of eating my other apple, but I couldn’t eat it, it flew out of my hand on the way back. I got home. I did my homework, then I undressed and took a bath. I went to sleep. 

SECOND DAY OF SCHOOL. Mom came back today. She kissed me and fell asleep. 

6:00. I’m packing my bag. Three notebooks, three textbooks. One apple. 

6:10. I’m dressing up. Panties, bra. Shirt, tie, stockings, skirt. Socks, shoes. 

6:20. I’m combing my hair. I tied it with a scrunchie. 

6:30. The knots are tough. 

6:50. I couldn’t find juice. 

I went to school. The wind was strong today too. I was still late. We had classes, then it was lunch. I ate the apple. A teacher asked me if that’s all I had to eat. I said yes. He told me to go get some lunch from the cafeteria, so I got up. I didn’t have any money for the lunch, so I came back. The teacher had left. We had classes, then went home. I got home, did my homework, undressed and went to sleep. 

THIRD DAY OF SCHOOL. Mom was gone again. She left her bag. I found some money in it, so I took it to get lunch. 

6:00. I’m packing my bag. Three notebooks, three textbooks. 

6:10. I’m dressing up. Panties, bra, shirt, tie, stockings. Skirt. My skirt is getting loose. Socks, shoes. 

6:20. I’m combing my hair. Tied it with a scrunchie. 

6:30. I looked in mom’s closet for a belt, but I couldn’t find one. 

6:50. It’s raining today, so I’m taking an umbrella. 

I went to school. It was raining hard, so I tried to open my umbrella, but I was starting to fly away, so I had to close it. I was late. The teacher asked why I was wet, so I said it was raining. She said I have an umbrella, so I said that I would have flown away if I opened it. The teacher left. We had classes, then it was lunch. I went to the cafeteria to get my lunch. The lady serving lunch said I didn’t have enough money. Then the girl behind me said I was blocking the line, so I went away. The girl who was behind me sat down next to me. She asked me why I don’t have anything. I said I don’t have enough money. She laughed and said who doesn’t have enough money for the school lunch? Then she gave me her salad. We had classes, then we went home. It was still windy, but the rain had stopped. I got home and did my homework. I undressed, took a bath and went to sleep. 

FOURTH DAY OF SCHOOL. I found more money in mom’s bag. I took it to get lunch.

6:00. Packing my bag. Notebooks, textbooks.

6:10. Dressing up. Panties, bra, shirt, tie, stockings, skirt, socks. I can’t find one sock. Shoes.

6:20. I’m combing my hair. Scrunchie.

6:30. I tied a thread around my skirt for a belt.

6:50. 

I went to school. It was cold. I wasn’t late. We had classes, then it was lunch. I went to the cafeteria to get my lunch. The lady serving lunch gave me food. I sat down. The girl who was behind me yesterday sat down next to me. She asked if I finally have enough money, so I said yes. She said good for you. Then she ate her food and went away. Lunch was over. We had classes, then we went home. It was still cold. I got home, did my homework, undressed and slept. 

FIFTH DAY OF SCHOOL. Mom came back today. She asked me if I took money from her bag, so I said yes. She slapped me and told me not to take any money. 

6:00. Packing my bag. Three notebooks, three textbooks…Two apples. 

6:10. Dressing up. Panties, bra, shirt, tie, stockings, skirt, thread, a sock, shoes. 

6:20. Scrunchie. 

6:30. I asked mom if there was any juice. She started crying. 

6:50. Mom left the house. 

I went to school. It was raining again, but I didn’t take my umbrella. The wind kept sweeping me away. I was late. The teacher told me to stay in the hall until I was dry. After five minutes she told me to come inside. We had classes, then it was lunch. I ate one apple. The girl sat down next to me. She asked me if the apple was all I had. I said no, I have two apples. She said two apples obviously aren’t enough, can’t you do anything right. Then she gave me her chocolate milk. I gave her my other apple, but she didn’t take it. She said don’t be stupid, you’ll need that. We finished lunch. We had classes, then went home. It wasn’t raining. I got home, did my homework, undressed, took a bath and tried to sleep. 

SIXTH DAY OF SCHOOL

6:00. I’m packing my bag. Three notebooks, three textbooks. There are no more apples. 

6:10. I’m dressing up. Panties, bra, shirt, tie, stockings, skirt, thread, a sock, shoes. 

6:20. I’m combing my hair. Scrunchie. 

6:30. 

6:50. 

I went to school. There was a whirlwind behind me. It tried to pull me in. I got to school. A man stopped me at the school gates. He said I was late. Then he let me go in. We had classes, then it was lunch. The girl sat down next to me. She asked me why I didn’t get lunch. I said I don’t have money. She said what are you poor? Then she gave me her lunch. She said I’m not hungry. She said nobody likes me so I can’t sit with anyone, and to be honest I don’t know why you’re putting up with me either. She said are you ever going to talk. I said yes. Lunch was over. We had classes, then we had to go home. The wind was too strong. I couldn’t walk. The girl came to me and asked what I was doing. I said the wind is too strong. She said what are you even talking about? She said whatever, I’ll just walk with you, I don’t want to go home anyway. I said ok. She asked me why I never have anything to eat. I said I don’t have money. She asked me why I couldn’t just get food from home. I said I don’t have food at home. She said what, everyone has food at home, do you live on the streets or something? I said no. Then her phone rang. She said I have to go, don’t die during the weekend. I said ok. Bye. The wind was dying down.



gia masih

Gia Masih is a writer from India. She is currently studying for her Cambridge A levels. She likes to read, write fiction, and create digital art of her own characters in her spare time. She is also passionate about music and theatre.