Fate
She is the eldest of 8, the only one old enough to lend a
hand to her mother. At the ripe age of 15 years she has lost her hero, the only
man she has ever loved. She walks to her mother and tries to comfort her, but
no words seem to come out. She doesn’t want to have to be the strong one, she
should be allowed to be weak, but she keeps her chin up and doesn’t let her
mask fall. She can’t even imagine thinking of the future when it seems to be
such a struggle just getting through today. Never in her wildest dreams did she
think her childhood would be cut so short.
It is all fate; she takes it in her stride. She accompanies her uneducated
mother to the banks, she handles their finances. She helps her younger siblings
get through school and gives them advice when they come to her with their
problems. She runs to school during the day, her only escape from the insanity
at home. The only time she gets to be a real child, she laughs, runs, plays
games with her friends. When she goes back home in the evening she must help
with the cooking as well as finish her school work. She never thought life
would be so difficult, but there is nothing she can do about it. She feels so
helpless and desperate for someone to come save her from this situation.
At night when all the work is done and everyone seems to be asleep she walks
out to her garden. The only place she gets a moment to herself, her secret
garden where nothing can hurt her. She tends to her roses and admires her lilies.
Her mind starts wandering when a scared little voice pipes up and asks her to
come in. She turns around with her arms open and her little brother jumps into
her embrace. She walks in and lies down next to this adorable little boy. She
looks into her eyes and sees her father looking back at her, warm brown eyes
comforting her from beyond. Everything is going to be alright.
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