Chari Skale

Chapter 8: Chari and Chari

A few days later, the young Chari and her Lisblia were in her room at the palace. Lisblia asked, "I haven't talked to you much lately. How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine."

"If that's the case, girl, why are you slouching?"

"It's some of what Skaara told us, but..." She said nothing else.

"Eti aan ceu polluksoe kiayu bo dei? Fi'sehan banirkan korjin kue bik. «It's those bullies of yours? Stop asking them on dates.»"

Chari laughed and said, "Eti aan korjin cea cao oru san toe uru. «It's them that keep pestering me for one.»"

"Do tann dan cao bee koa. «I hope you keep saying no.»"

She sighed, "Ko Do toyid viev tchun-tchin, korjin sil go furka san cei su'si. «If I could hide my Lekku, they might not hound me so much.»"

"Do fic ruerejan ootay anan bo cea Lekku bo dei. Eti aan dei ji t'al loo ota cea nie dan cei hirani. «I have fallen in love with that Lekku of yours. It's your best quality that makes you so beautiful.»"

"I, Chari Skale, am a beautiful person."

She smiled, "I say you are!"

Looking in the mirror of her room, "How do I get them to see it?"

She walked behind her, so Chari would see them both in the mirror, and said, "It doesn't matter what they see as long as you see it. I know I do."

What I see is a person hurting from all the humiliation from others. There isn't a day at school that I don't get some kind of humiliation treatment. Trust me; I want to see something as beautiful as you say I am. How can I do so with all that on me each and every day?"

"Trust me, sweetie. If you talk like that, you have more love for yourself than you think. All they have done is just confuse you to the point you think everything has gone crazy in every direction."

She turned around and faced her. She said, "How I feel — I want to change my appearance when I'm at school."

They heard the voice, through the Force, of the adult Chari in her room, "Vlakan eti aan go, dan toyid xairjan dei seara, kay eti cahsinark go xairjan qaon a'an vuliu dan. Eih fonol cahsinark yei vuliu a'an calue. «Believe it or not, you can change your appearance, but it won't change how others treat you. Sometimes people will always treat others horribly.»"

The younger Chari frantically looked around her room. She asked, "Where are you? I hear you, but I don't see you."

"Use the Force, young one, and you will find where I am."

She did as instructed. The Force led her to her bed. All she saw was her favorite stuffed bunny rabbit she called Pink Fluffy. She walked closer, one step at a time. She said, "You're in my stuff bunny?"

"No, young one. I am Pink Fluffy. I have been in bed with you all night long. It felt good for you to hold me like I remember holding it when I — we were three years old."

With a very confused look on her face, she asked, "How can you be her? I don't understand."

"It's easy, we can morph."

It confused the young Chari while excited at the same time. "How can I do something like that? I have never done that before."

"That's correct. You haven't done this before, but I have, a few years younger than you are now."

The young Chari understood, "Oh my! The evil Chari has already influenced my life." She paused, "I felt nothing dangerous, and I've been paying close attention to anything that she could throw at me."