Songs of Silence

Sirens Song

I stand there staring at the twins with their golden eyes and their bluish hair waving. My black wings extend into their full width and stretch to show their power. I’m speechless, I have nothing to say, not even the room looks stunned. Wait, do they not notice me, HOW can they not see my wings pushing chairs and tables out of the way.
        “What the hell is going on?!” I say.
        The twins finally say something, ”You must sing, for you can only be heard with the song of sirens,” simultaneously.
        “The song of sirens… am I…,” they interrupt.
        “A siren!”
        It all comes back to me… slowly. All of the bullies in my school, pushing me around and I can’t scream or call for help. My wings were small then barely noticeable, even by me. They beat me up and I scream but nothing comes out. That was the first time I blacked out and the first time I had to switch schools. I never was the same after that, always distant from fosters and kids. I’m a mute… how did I not notice this, but the doctor and the twins. I’m so confused how could this be how can they hear me if I can’t speak.
        “We hear you because we see what you are,” twins.
        “But how?” me.
        “Because our eyes shine with truth we see what is true and real and we communicate,”
        “We didn’t used to be like this, we could control our sight and be able to separate, but when the doctor put us through surgery we couldn’t see without the other near”.
        “But why would the doctor do that, what is this place?”
        “We don’t know but we must keep secret or who knows what more they would do,”
        “What about the attendants,” I look at the now piles of ash and wonder if their even really there.
        “They are not mortal but once were maybe, they are deams now, turned to do their masters bidding,”
        “Do people even see me, I mean for God’s sakes I have wings,” I shout seeing if anyone actually hears me.
        “Not unless you sing… they only see you if they believe your there, they hear your voice and know who you are,” they get closer and I see their blue hair fly back out of their face, waiting for me to make my decision.
        Will they see me and hear my voice. I don’t even know what to sing. I must be crazy if I think all this is real, but it seems so lifelike I can’t stop thinking. What are these twins… what am I? I must find out what trick my mind is playing.
        “I’ll sing… but who will listen if they can’t even hear me now?” I ask sincerely wondering how this would work.
        “Whoever needs you most will listen to your pain and sorrow and will follow their hearts… but beware that your voice will not always save you”.
        I walk to the middle of the gym and tables. I think to myself, ok…ok… I can do this I’m not mad or insane… hear me.
        I sing with the strength of my soul, I feel all of my pain and sufferings go away only for a second. I don’t sing anything in particular but I say it with my heart. I open my eyes and see my body floating higher and feel the pressure of my wings. For the first time I see what I’m wearing, I don’t remember putting this on, A gray sweater with a leather vest and black skinny jeans with converse. I pay no attention to it, just the sound of my voice. I sing louder now filling with excitement and make my audience hear me. I count that three people are looking at me and two still think their hallucinating, but one still listens and smiles and hears my pain in the words. I stop and my wings disappear also I see that the twins are gone, what were their names anyway. What If they weren’t even there?