it was halloween and charlotte was dressed as an obnoxious pumpkin, because her mother tries to make her a normal child.
(and charlotte will whisper that normal children smash pumpkins, not wear them.)
when charlotte was seven she decided that she would swim far out into old pine lake, and hold her breath until the colors in her eyes turned purple, like the bruises that slid down her thighs and touched apon her fragile feet.
(and it was then that charlotte realized, that no one would be around to save her, and that just wasn't the point.)
charlotte decides to be called "char" because it sounds like something silent, and distant. when you say a word so many times in a row it just doesn't sound the same anymore.
(because charlotte wasn't the same,anymore.
charlotte's first boyfriend knew her as char. to him she was a ray of sunburst that consumed a frail skeletal shell of twisting freckles, and bruises turned brown.
(because the name charlotte sounded so much worse when pressed through chapped lips.)
and one day, char will be asked what her favorite color is. her fingers will dig into the wet grass, and her hair will glow in the green-blue sky. char will remember charlotte, and the water seeping in through her nostrils and into her lungs. with closed eyelids, charlotte breathes.
"have you ever really seen the color purple?"