Amber Marie Ciel
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Hi! I'm a film graduate student born in Canada, raised by a British parent in Hong Kong, now living in Shenzhen China. I'm a little all over the place. For the most part I'm just looking to ramble into the void we call the internet.
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A Dying Man in a Room That Smells of Ginseng Tea
I often think back to the little girl in that waiting room; white walls, white chairs, white tile floors that the occasional nurse would skitter across in their white tennis shoes. The room was a definition of human medical ingenuity but all I can remember is how that little girl held herself. That little girl, with her unruly mousey brown hair cut off just before her shoulders and her scuffed red foam flip flops; undoubtedly covered with the layer of grime mandatory for all children under the age of twelve. How she sat with her utmost maturity, waiting impatiently in patient silence for her Dad who could only wait for death to come as he laid in that bed, surrounded by his family. I think about how grim the scene before me appeared to be, yet this little girl had a need to sit sideways, butterfly embroidered jeans and red foam flip-flops cast over the boney metal arm of that immaculate chair she had been placed in to wait. She, who was no more than the speck of sun-kissed, dandelion scented dirt that plagued an otherwise flawless piece of human engineering. How that little girl was forced to waste away her childhood that was meant to be filled with crucially important playground business in the beautifully polluted world outside, waiting for something so far beyond her comprehension to happen. She may have been young, naïve, innocent and any other variation of traits children possess in order to protect them from the crushing weight of reality but this little girl simultaneously was no idiot; she knew when her mother rushed her and her brother out of bed that morning and hurried them into a taxi to the hospital her father had been bedridden in for the past month that this would be her last journey to that stale disinfected corner of immaculacy where she did not belong.
By Amber Marie Ciel5 years ago in Humans
Child of the Universe
I was born May 6th, 1998 at 3:24pm in Montreal, Canada, making me a Taurus Sun sign, a Virgo Moon and Virgo Ascendant. Some may think that the vastness of the universe would not care for such specific details regarding one singular human being...but it does.
By Amber Marie Ciel5 years ago in Futurism
