Mazie traced the letters and sounded out the words as we worked on her assignment.
My heart raced as flashes of depraved evil played in my mind and I dreaded explaining the word villainous to my sweet ten-year old.
I forced away the memories and focused as she read, “Wicked, bad, hateful… .”
She paused, tilted back her head and shrieked, “Oh, that’s Robbie and James when they pull my hair and chase me on the playground, they’re wicked, villainous boys.”
Her peals of laughter chased away the dark shadows of pain and I smiled relieved loving her more in her innocence.
What was this?
A free writing prompt, and you can join in the fun too.
Really nicely done & well written. Kid’s age too quickly these days, so your story is a great highlighting of that short period of innocence we all go through.
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Thanks so much for “getting it”, and for taking the time out of your busy day to leave a comment. 😉
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That’s a beautiful take on the prompt :).
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Thank you, and thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment.
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This is a lovely story. It’s natural to want to protect our loved ones.
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Thank you Aileen, I’m glad you liked it and thanks for taking the time to leave a comment.
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What a sweet take on the prompt, Jean.
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Thanks Adan, welcome to the blog and thanks for leaving a comment. It’s the little things that keeps me going. 🙂
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Fab-u-lous. 🙂
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Oooh, you made me blush. Thanks so much.
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You are welcome. ❤
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Good take on the prompt. Nice.
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Thanks, trying to write more
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