The Butterfly Flying Amidst The Smoke

As the day was ending, lights lit up from the buildings in the distant one by one. The bright lights were like stars to Camila, greeting her with a lovely evening. Behind the tall buildings was the sun resting magnificently while a flock of birds flew in the clear sky. She could see everything from the room where she was on the fifth floor of the mansion. She was standing by the window peeking through the side of the grey thick curtain. It was indeed a beautiful view, but she didn’t feel happy about it. No matter how hard she tried to admire the scenery that she could only see at such times, she till couldn’t smile. She felt exhausted, asking herself when would she be free like the birds.The mansion became a prison to her ever since she was born. The master of the house didn’t allow her to go out, even just for a second. When she was just a small girl, she attempted to escape but ended up unconscious the moment she jumped down from the top of the wall. It only happened once, and she

CAMILA had nothing to do in her room, so she went to the botanical garden instead. In this place, she could be with herself, thinking nothing else other than having her own time. She could do the things she wanted there without other eyes looking at her. Everyone who worked at the mansion rarely go there, even her mother. The garden was so extensive that she had to move around to reach her favorite spot where her swing was hanging. She had tied the rope on the two poles that she buried on the ground. The two pole wasn’t visible anymore because of the vines of the flowers that covered them. She even used the vines to make an arch. She sat down on the wooden swing and looked up at the clear night sky. The moon shone brightly, and the stars twinkled melancholy that called her to look up. In front of her was the field of flowers of different colors and sizes.After a while, a black butterfly flew from its hiding place at the back of roses. As the butterfly approached her, she lifted her r