Dictionary Part One.

Deep in the wooded part of the country there is a house. It is a petite, unpainted canvas house. It has six sides, four walls, and two slanted plates for the ceiling. It sits bare-footed on the grass, and nature rapes the walls. When you’re inside, you’re outside.

There’s nothing substantially different about the house from the outside, a stumble upon it is like a stumble upon any other cloth villa in the middle of the woods. Aside from the obvious quirks of the belly like the floorlessness, or the birds, vines, and rabbits that have evolved feverishly all over the damn thing, the highest amount of contrast lies in the girl whom hasn’t left the space in years. She moved here from a drab, and deep city about two years ago. With her she had only brought a change of clothes, food to last her the winter and the canvass that she eventually built her home out of. It’s not that she was running away from anything, no one had broken her heart, she hadn’t lost a job, or a friend, she simply understood that her ugly was soon to pillage all that was left of her, and that would compromise everything she had ever worked for. Why stay for destruction and be looked at as common, when she could leave while she was on top? Her whole life people wondered how she did it, with her seasoning she should’ve boiled to a foul mess. Everyone kept a close eye on the girl, and after she flourished passed the finish line they greeted her with praise and admiration, turned their backs, walked home and ate supper.

Five and a half months later she lit the first match to cook her first meal in the woods.

Every three weeks she writes letters to her parents, scratch that, parent. She tells her mother that she’s in San Francisco, Italy, Chicago, East, West, South, Across the ocean somewhere. Cindy's never shone so brightly with pride for her before this. What a cultured, strong young woman she's raised. This hardly takes any time at all, she could probably write an impressive letter to her blind-folded with a shit half way out of her ass. So in the 21 days and 23.5 hours she isn’t writing her parents a letter in her three week cycle she is molding her very own dictionary. So many times in her life she had run into the issue of words not holding the same meaning or significance as she did when she wrote, or spoke them. It’s through this dictionary that the police were able to put together the happenings of her life, and death when they found her that fall morning.

Ugly – [uhg-lee] –adjective, noun -li·er, -li·est

• (Adjective) Weak. Speaks with insecurity.
• (Adjective) Heavily overweight.
• (Adjective, pertaining to a woman)Unaccountable, makes herself a victim, especially to the male species.
• (Noun) The part of ones self that refers not to the emotions but to the animal instinct, which often leads to sexual exploitation, rape, self destruction, cannibalism, and murder.