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#WritcoRapidPrompt1
Write a short story from your past that involves light or darkness in some way.
Cheers and laughter fill my little home. Happiness was present. My grandmother, Mom, my aunties, cousins, my sister and I were all together, nothing else seems to matter in that moment. The few joyful years I had with my families were one I wish would had never changed.
My mom used to take good care of me. I remembered how she used to bathe me, feed me and made sure everything was okay for me. My grandma was working on a cruise ship as an chef. One of the best chef ever. She would come home and with her were gifts and cakes that she brought for all of us. One of my aunt would always be out. She likes to sport a lot, go to church or basically some big shot gather up with friends. My next aunt was the one who used to stay with us at home. Things were looking great for us. Love was present in the family, and I was delighted by it.
I was always smiling, so cheerful, nothing ever break my happiness, until one day when I came home from school. My mom wasn't home, but I thought maybe she was at work, I stayed up all night waiting for her, but she never came. Days started to turn into months and she never returned. Not only did my mom left, but all that cheerfulness in me changed. I wasn't the happy little girl anymore.
My oldies aunt left too, and my grandma work more. The aunt that was staying with me, my cousins which also involve her kids, and my sister, she changed. She started to treat me badly. There are few times she's all happy with me, but her abusive treatment over come what little good she showed me. My grades started to decrease, kids picked on me alot, my sister left, and I was more of a house child, who wash the dishes, tidy the house, clean my cousins shoes, some times iron their uniforms, get breakfast ready and more before going off to school. I was really young. I was not even nine years old when I was being treated like a house maid. I would get slapped across my face, beaten until I'm bruise or until I'm cut up. Everything for me had taken a broken turn.
I was nothing but a broken little girled. I remembered crying day and night. I couldn't tell my grandmother what I was going through whenever she came home, because when she left for work again, the abuse would increase. I was never allows to go out and played, until one day i found out that I had an big brother by my mom side which I did not know. He came around, and each time he came he would always bring something for me. He brought me to the beach, he took me crab hunting and much more. He shows me loved. I was still afraid of my aunt and I told him. One day he brought me with him to bird hunting, but he sent me back home alone. I feared what was about to happened to me, but he told me that my aunt could no longer touch me. Has I walk through the gate, my aunt pull me in and she started beaten me so hard I could not stopped crying. My brother walked in and saw me on the ground crying, he then asked me what was the matter and I told him. The rage I saw in my brother eyes was one I would never forget.
My brother used his sling shot and hit our Aunt, it became an argument.
It was after that day I started to go out more, because I knew my big brother would always protect me, but for how long, because when he's not around, my aunt would always mistreated me. She throw water in the bed on me, she beat me out of bed with broomstick to do morning duties no one else is doing.
I remembered going on the road to play, just like my cousins. I didn't get to reach my destination as I heard my aunt called out my name, I was scared, she came at me and beat me all over my body with a piece of electrical wire, I thought she was going to killed me. I got away and ran straight back home. I remembered sleeping two nights outside in the cold because I was tired of being mistreated so I ran into to the woods, but in the morning she would always catch me and beat the living hell out of me.
My aunt was a monster towards me when she feel like to, but there are times she made me feel happy. Though I wish she could've treated me that way all the time. My aunt would burn my clothes aswell, I used to wear my cousins underwears, and home clothes. so many pain, so many tears, yet many do not know the half of what I had been through.I
This story is longer than this. It's actually memories from my childhood. What I had been through.
© Tenisha Sterling
Write a short story from your past that involves light or darkness in some way.
Cheers and laughter fill my little home. Happiness was present. My grandmother, Mom, my aunties, cousins, my sister and I were all together, nothing else seems to matter in that moment. The few joyful years I had with my families were one I wish would had never changed.
My mom used to take good care of me. I remembered how she used to bathe me, feed me and made sure everything was okay for me. My grandma was working on a cruise ship as an chef. One of the best chef ever. She would come home and with her were gifts and cakes that she brought for all of us. One of my aunt would always be out. She likes to sport a lot, go to church or basically some big shot gather up with friends. My next aunt was the one who used to stay with us at home. Things were looking great for us. Love was present in the family, and I was delighted by it.
I was always smiling, so cheerful, nothing ever break my happiness, until one day when I came home from school. My mom wasn't home, but I thought maybe she was at work, I stayed up all night waiting for her, but she never came. Days started to turn into months and she never returned. Not only did my mom left, but all that cheerfulness in me changed. I wasn't the happy little girl anymore.
My oldies aunt left too, and my grandma work more. The aunt that was staying with me, my cousins which also involve her kids, and my sister, she changed. She started to treat me badly. There are few times she's all happy with me, but her abusive treatment over come what little good she showed me. My grades started to decrease, kids picked on me alot, my sister left, and I was more of a house child, who wash the dishes, tidy the house, clean my cousins shoes, some times iron their uniforms, get breakfast ready and more before going off to school. I was really young. I was not even nine years old when I was being treated like a house maid. I would get slapped across my face, beaten until I'm bruise or until I'm cut up. Everything for me had taken a broken turn.
I was nothing but a broken little girled. I remembered crying day and night. I couldn't tell my grandmother what I was going through whenever she came home, because when she left for work again, the abuse would increase. I was never allows to go out and played, until one day i found out that I had an big brother by my mom side which I did not know. He came around, and each time he came he would always bring something for me. He brought me to the beach, he took me crab hunting and much more. He shows me loved. I was still afraid of my aunt and I told him. One day he brought me with him to bird hunting, but he sent me back home alone. I feared what was about to happened to me, but he told me that my aunt could no longer touch me. Has I walk through the gate, my aunt pull me in and she started beaten me so hard I could not stopped crying. My brother walked in and saw me on the ground crying, he then asked me what was the matter and I told him. The rage I saw in my brother eyes was one I would never forget.
My brother used his sling shot and hit our Aunt, it became an argument.
It was after that day I started to go out more, because I knew my big brother would always protect me, but for how long, because when he's not around, my aunt would always mistreated me. She throw water in the bed on me, she beat me out of bed with broomstick to do morning duties no one else is doing.
I remembered going on the road to play, just like my cousins. I didn't get to reach my destination as I heard my aunt called out my name, I was scared, she came at me and beat me all over my body with a piece of electrical wire, I thought she was going to killed me. I got away and ran straight back home. I remembered sleeping two nights outside in the cold because I was tired of being mistreated so I ran into to the woods, but in the morning she would always catch me and beat the living hell out of me.
My aunt was a monster towards me when she feel like to, but there are times she made me feel happy. Though I wish she could've treated me that way all the time. My aunt would burn my clothes aswell, I used to wear my cousins underwears, and home clothes. so many pain, so many tears, yet many do not know the half of what I had been through.I
This story is longer than this. It's actually memories from my childhood. What I had been through.
© Tenisha Sterling
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