It’s Zaara Abraham ’24

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It’s the feeling of cold ice against the face of a child. It’s the feeling of a fluffy sleeping cat on your lap. Its voice seems soft and almost unheard, soft, and kind enough to sing a song to stop a baby from crying, to put a baby asleep. It's most calm and quiet in its sleep. So quiet you can hear its small heartbeat. It tastes of sugar but is not too sweet—like a light airy cake without frosting and like homemade whipped cream. It feels like soft snow or gray clouds and fog on a snowy day and dewdrops on a window. It feels like slow flurries in the morning and looking out the window at the stars at night. It sounds like the clicking of a new typewriter. It sounds like metal wind chimes, swinging back and forth on the porch. More commonly, it can sound like ice in a cup of water hitting the glass. These sounds usually sound soft and a little distance away.

It can cause you to take a deep breath to calm down and admire the good things in your life. Its calm environment is like a snow globe, keeping you encased from the outside world with only your thoughts as company. Its calm nature causes comfort. Although it can calm you down, it can also be upsetting. Upsetting enough to make you frown but not cry. Due to it being too calm and too quiet, it remains alone, causing a little anxiety and distress. Perhaps alone because of its timid and quiet nature. It fears speaking to others but yearns to have a friend. Although it may not look like it, its love for a new friend is beyond what the eye can see. So, instead of shining brightly to appeal to others, it observes the people and things around it. It can be upsetting to look at because it can make you feel alone or feel pity for the poor thing.

Although timid and quiet, it can be energetic. To others, it seems calm and shy, but if you can understand it, it feels like electricity flowing through you. Its natural unsocial characteristic causes most unsocial people to be drawn to it. For unsocial people alike, it gives a feeling of comfort. It’s almost like a friend. The chilly, quiet, calm, thing finds a friend in those it can relate to. Once understood, the once soft, quiet thing you knew becomes a kind burst of happiness that’s ready to listen to everything you have to say. Through the frost and clouds, it makes you smile. It makes you feel not so alone. It holds your hand all along away, staying with you until you’re ready to let go. It keeps you company in the snow globe that it encased you in, ensuring that you don’t feel alone as you once did. It becomes a friend who will never leave your side until the end.

Zaara Abraham ’24