Nov 6, 2023
Flowers in the attic
Prologue
People use the color yellow to symbolize hope.
Yellow… like the sun we rarely saw.
When I was very young, I thought life would be… like one long and perfect summer day.
After all, it started out that way.
We were four beautiful children… with blond hair and porcelain skin.
People said we looked like those fancy Dresden Dolls… that grace shelves and mantels. Only we weren’t just admired.
We were really loved.
But that was before.
“Life is full of surprises” my mother used to say.
And greed and fear and shame, as I soon learned.
And hopelessness.
We never colored even one of our paper flowers yellow.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
