I'm stood in an upstairs council house toilet, the walls are apple-white and there's a little frosted window to the left of me. The lino flooring is cold beneath my feet, the door is painted white and there is a little round lock just below the door handle.
On the floor is a pajama clad child. She has long-dark-hair which half covers her face and she is crouched, panicked-sobbing, just behind the door, her hand stretched out holding the little lock in position.
The child is afraid, and on the other side of the door her mother is ranting; shouting and swearing, banging on the door..."YOU LITTLE GIT" she screeches, "OPEN THIS DOOR"!
I can see her so clearly, The-child, from where I'm standing. I want to reach out and touch her, pull her into my arms and tell her she's safe. I want to hold her until she falls asleep and then carry her from the cold lino floor, past her raging mother and into her bed. I want to sit by her bed, guard her until morning, and stroke her gently back to sleep if she should wake.
If this were possible, would she be comforted do you think?
Or would she see into my mind, as I can hers; and know the worst is yet to come.
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God bless you, and all those you love
Kimmie x
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I was entranced for a moment there, Kimmie!
ReplyDeleteBrilliant brilliant writer! :) xx
Michelle, you are such a constant encourager, and, you always seem to pop up just when I need it the most.
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Much love, Kimmie x
Very powerfully written! Sent chills down my spine!
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Laura x x x
Thank you for having me! :)
DeleteThanks also for taking the time to read, and leaving such encouraging feedback.
Take care, Kimmie x
I'm frightened for the child and I want to know she is safe. I'm guessing this isn't a work of fiction either. Some people have no idea how harmful and toxic they are. Some people, most people have scars that can't be seen but still hurt, always hurt.
ReplyDeleteIt's beautiful, writing Kimmie, powerful, evocative xx
Such a beautiful, empathetic response Jane. Thank you!
DeleteYes, it still hurts - if it didn't, then perhaps I would be more able to expose 'the child' to her mum (who was ill, and is now changed, for the better, beyond recognition) again, as it is - I'm working on it :)
God bless you and yours hun
Kimmie x
Kimmie, in just a few words you have shown so much and created so much emotion in me. I feel so much for that child and want to hug her too; also the adult. It is like the first page of a memoir - your writing is just brilliant! :-) xxx
ReplyDeleteYou'll think I'm silly Amanda, but your comment made me cry - perhaps it is the shared empathy, and similar experiences (both as children and adults)
DeleteI'm not really sure, either way, you'v touched my heart this morning, thank you for that!
Also, thanks so much for the writing encouragement, it really does mean a lot to me :)
God bless you (& pets :O)
Kimmie x
Bless you Kimmie, you do the same to me and it's definitely not silly, it' reality X
DeleteThis is really powerful, I reread a few times which I rarely do with blog posts. x
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for stopping by Dominique, and for taking the time to comment :)
DeleteBest wishes, Kimmie.
That's a sad story!
ReplyDeleteSuch a powerful post, it made me so sad for the little girl x
ReplyDeleteThank you for reading/commenting Jane, I'm sorry the piece upset you, thank you for your sympathetic heart!
DeleteTake care, Kimmie x
I've heard too many mothers speak like that to their children :(
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DeleteKimmie, (eyes welling up here), you have a GIFT! This is absolutely incredible. So much said, using so few words. Your God-given destiny is shaping, I believe. Embrace it, if you can. I PRAY you can. Amanda said 'It's like the first page of a memoir' (and / or a poetry book?). Literally, only God knows how many people could be touched by your brilliance. Shine your light in 2015 Kimmie. Shine your amazing light! It has dazzling brilliance....
ReplyDeletePhil..Thank you!
Delete2015 looks set to be an incredibly tough year for me and mine, and your words of encouragement as the new year approaches have touched me greatly!
I always hope that my writing (aside from being cathartic for me) might touch, even help others, and it means a lot to me that you think that could be the case :)
I wish you and yours all the best for the coming year..Thanks for taking the time to read/comment.
God bless, Kimmie x
Kimmie, 'we're here for all of us'. (Alicia Keys).I believe it strongly. You're NEVER alone. Please tweet / post anytime....
DeleteLoved this piece! Would olive love to share my work with you also. Ps. I'm not a spambot!! http://goingtoseed.blogspot.com.au
ReplyDeleteI feel for that child as I have once been that child myself. It's so heartbreaking. This made me cry and the words you used for your imagery only added to the emotions behind the little girl. This is really great! Thank you!
ReplyDeleteDear Michelle, I'm so sorry for your own child self...and sorry to have made you cry...though (I imagine) if you're anything like me, tears released are often unburdening.
DeleteThanks for taking the time to read/comment... all the best, Kimmie x
A powerful and vivid memory you are sharing. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Carin...for taking the time to visit/read/comment. It was nice of you to hop over.
DeletePowerful imagery. I wanted to scoop her up and hug her too. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Shari.
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