this is something that i started writing, hoping for it to become a short story


She

She said to herself that she wouldn't let it get this way again; she wouldn't let her emotions get in the way of her being happy. It seems that she over powering need to please has yet again taken over control of her body.

She feels like a shell being puppeteerd by hidden strings. By putting on a brave face she seems to cope, but only for a little while, until she is alone in her room, alone with her thoughts racing through her head, making her feel unwanted and "alone".

She puts her head on the pillow, in her big bed, waiting for the sandman to come and let her experience a life in which she has never had, taking her to foreign places, meeting different people, being "Miss popularity". What most people don't know about her is that she can't wait to escape from her untamed reality, she cannot wait to close her eyes on the world as she knows it and turn into something that she is never going to be.

In this world she could be anything and anyone, she could be butterfly in the Amazon rain forest or she could be a supermodel from Iceland making it big in New York. Anything that her dreams could possibly come up would be better then the barely there existence that she has here in this world.

She hasn't got a male companion because she cares too much about her Mother. They wouldn't understand the relationship that she has with her, if her mother died tomorrow she would have no one at all, which wouldn't really be any different from now because she still doesn't have anyone really.

Her mother seems to emotionally attack her when she feels like her territory (the daughter) is being threatened. Turning from the loving, kind person that her daughter knows into a raging animal that would attack anything that it can to stay safe and protect herself above all others.

This behavior would be fine in the "Great Outdoors" but in our modern society this is looked down upon, we have been told to stop using the "stick" method and instead use a firm voice and reason with the child. I can tell you now that I have been brought up with physical dispelled and I think that is a lot more affective then talking with a child, you can try by all means but its not going to get you anywhere because your children will just walk all over you and in no time at all they will be the ones tell you how to live and what to do. But there is one thing that all parents should remember before bring their children up, they will be that ones looking after you when you are 89 and have to wear nappies, or would you like to be in a old nursing home with some nurse who got her certificate a year ago and has no idea what arthritis is.






Words by skye saddington
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Written on 2006-11-13 at 07:17

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