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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Family & Friends
- Subject: Childhood / Youth
- Published: 03/16/2022
Little Girls
F, from London, United KingdomWe were children that grew up on heartbreaks and broken promises. Different families bonded by the same stories. First, it was daddy's dagger in the heart in form of a goodbye as he favored his whiskey over us. Then came mommy's obsession with the looking glass. We bore each disappointment as only children could and searched for hope in everything that would let us.
In each other's arms, we found comfort, and fell in love with the night. The moon was our healing goddess and we swore our alliances to sunrises and sunsets.
'Children of the wild' was what they called us and we embraced the name. We found solace in lost and forgotten things and took comfort in the thunder within our hearts.
But as the years went by, she blossomed with the seasons, each leaving her more pretty than the last. And along with her beauty grew a secret within my heart, a thought I dared not speak out loud, dared not breathe into life.
'What is going on?' I asked her one cool evening after our shifts as we lay in the grass under our favorite tree. She took a large gulp of the half-finished bottle of wine and smiled at me as my daddy's gift of abandonment issues flared up within me.
'I am going to love you forever', she said as she hugged me. 'this is just a guy I like'. But it wasn't just a guy she liked.
7 years later I woke up to a knock on my door at 3am. I opened the door and a stranger stared back at me. She had my friend's eyes, her height, and her lips, but that was all that was left of the girl I had loved. And as I gathered this stranger in my arms before the dawn of dusk, I whispered back the words spoken all those years ago.
'I am going to love you forever.'
The boy had returned her back to me, but she was not the same. And when she finally broke down I couldn't help but think of my father.
'Little girls need their fathers.'
Little Girls(Mandy Marsha)
We were children that grew up on heartbreaks and broken promises. Different families bonded by the same stories. First, it was daddy's dagger in the heart in form of a goodbye as he favored his whiskey over us. Then came mommy's obsession with the looking glass. We bore each disappointment as only children could and searched for hope in everything that would let us.
In each other's arms, we found comfort, and fell in love with the night. The moon was our healing goddess and we swore our alliances to sunrises and sunsets.
'Children of the wild' was what they called us and we embraced the name. We found solace in lost and forgotten things and took comfort in the thunder within our hearts.
But as the years went by, she blossomed with the seasons, each leaving her more pretty than the last. And along with her beauty grew a secret within my heart, a thought I dared not speak out loud, dared not breathe into life.
'What is going on?' I asked her one cool evening after our shifts as we lay in the grass under our favorite tree. She took a large gulp of the half-finished bottle of wine and smiled at me as my daddy's gift of abandonment issues flared up within me.
'I am going to love you forever', she said as she hugged me. 'this is just a guy I like'. But it wasn't just a guy she liked.
7 years later I woke up to a knock on my door at 3am. I opened the door and a stranger stared back at me. She had my friend's eyes, her height, and her lips, but that was all that was left of the girl I had loved. And as I gathered this stranger in my arms before the dawn of dusk, I whispered back the words spoken all those years ago.
'I am going to love you forever.'
The boy had returned her back to me, but she was not the same. And when she finally broke down I couldn't help but think of my father.
'Little girls need their fathers.'
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Lillian Kazmierczak
05/24/2022That was so sad, but so hopeful at the end when he said he would love her forever knowing she was broken. Nicely written!
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Skipper
03/20/2022Thank you for sharing this story Amanda.
Showing the vulnerability we can't just grow out of and that is always a part of us.
Looking forward to read another (longer story) from you:)
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Shelly Garrod
03/18/2022I love your story Amanda. Well written. Yes, little and big girls need their daddys.
Shelly
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