Surely, she would remember such horrific acts had they occurred. Yet tears fell like rain onto the book she held with the foreboding word "incest". Returning it to the shelf, she fled the store in rebellion.
Photo credit: room195.blogspot.com
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Bookstore
My first attempt at a Trifecta using the words: remember, rain, and rebellion in a 36-word story.
Surely, she would remember such horrific acts had they occurred. Yet tears fell like rain onto the book she held with the foreboding word "incest". Returning it to the shelf, she fled the store in rebellion.
Photo credit: room195.blogspot.com
Surely, she would remember such horrific acts had they occurred. Yet tears fell like rain onto the book she held with the foreboding word "incest". Returning it to the shelf, she fled the store in rebellion.
Photo credit: room195.blogspot.com
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such a hard thing to face alone. :(
ReplyDeleteIt was what happened to me before memories began to come through amnesia. Lots of support now...not so much then. Thank you for visiting and reading.
DeleteExcellent first attempt... more than an attempt I would say... please come back. Your title added punch to the story of sadness and maybe hope.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ted. Has been awhile since writing longer than haiku or a mindful stone. Nice to stretch my writing muscles.
DeleteMaggie you have stretched well - you have shared your pain through your words and I acknowledge your talent.
ReplyDeleteThank for your lovely comment!
DeleteMaggie, you face so much with great dignity and i am honoured to be able to share what you write, much love and healing xxxx
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DeleteWhat a wonderful share. If I could fathom all the pain you suffer... This is a great write.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Bjorn. Am mostly healed after years of therapy. Still stings and is therapeutic to write of it.
Deletegreat writing
ReplyDeleteThank you so much!
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ReplyDeleteThis is so sad.
Adults remembering repressed or dissociated childhood. Very disconcerting. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment.
DeleteOh, Maggie. Me too. I'm 43 and even now new, still bits of vague memories drenched in fear come through. It's always the fear that comes first. Incest...it's a horrible thing which no one should ever have to endure, much less a child.
ReplyDeleteLori, yes...that feeling of awful dread preceding a piece of memory. Safe hugs.
DeleteThe thoughts and feelings never go away completely.
ReplyDeleteI know so many of us are "out there" but i never cease to be surprised at how many of us are in any given group. We become bonded by that pain. Thank you for reading and commenting.
DeleteOh. yes. I see what you mean. I understand your gravatar as well. thanks for joining this week. I'm relatively new, too.
ReplyDeleteGosh, have been using that avatar for quite awhile on some sites and never saw it as silence before. Eegads. What the subconscious does, eh? Yes, glad we newbies have company...and "knowing".
DeleteI can only imagine the pain. I'm happy to read you've been supported. This is a powerful, poignant piece.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Gina, for reading and commenting. Meant to evoke emotion but hope not over the top.
DeleteHorrific to have endure such pain alone!Beautifully written & loved the image:-)
ReplyDeleteThank you! I did look for a long time for the right image. Appreciate that comment too!
DeleteTerrible thing to have to overcome. Also terrible to flee from books, bookstores. Adding insult to injury.
ReplyDeleteThe good news, I suppose, is that "she" returns for the book another time. It is awful to overcome but the statistics are so high. More common to be remembered only in adulthood than most think. Thank you for visiting and reading and taking the time to comment!
DeleteMemory is a strange and sometimes unhelpful thing. Writing about it can be a great way to manage it. Beautifuly done.
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