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And So It Begins

chinyerevivianPosted for Everyone to comment on, 5 years ago3 min read

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So #thebeast challenge 02 is officially on. I repeatedly told myself that I must be mad for signing up again. LOL. 14 posts in 14 days. No, that’s not even half of it. You’ll have to make 700 comments on top, all within the 14days time frame. Now, you understand why I called myself mad. But hey, what’s so fun about being normal? That lioness up there depicts my current mood.

Let’s do this. Find the details and sign up post here. There’s still time to join.

For my first post, I decided to throw in a little fiction. I guess this won’t come as a surprise to those following my blog. This one is kind of a three in one connected piece. Each of the three is hundred words. @stevenwood said I write all shades of dark fiction. I tried to make this one as light as possible. I hope I succeeded. Enjoy!

Baby

They call me baby. They do things to me. Things that either warm or cool my body. Sometimes, the things they do tickles my belly. Other times, it really hurts and I cry. They give me a whitish liquid all the time, even when I don't want it. But I don't mind, I get to sleep afterwards. They smile at me and say things I don't understand. When I get tired of listening, I play with things around me. I like their faces. They are different, so are their eyes. I like touching them but I like being cuddle best.



Papa

Her smile was the first thing I saw. I used to be a blind man. No, not the kind of blindness you are probably thinking about. This is different, like something you begin to do and it turns into a habit. I paid no attention to things. I found no interest in them. Until that Thursday afternoon. It was hot and I was frustrated. I had to cover for my junkie co-worker, again. But she walked in, a confused look on her face, then she came straight to where I stood and smiled. Everything changed. Now, I pay close attention.



Mama

I wasn't looking. I use that word because it's what my friends called it, well before they stopped being my friends; looking. I was only 21 and the only thing I wanted badly was a college degree. I was doing already it when I saw him watching me that day. He lied. The drugs followed. The beatings. More lies. Then the pregnancy. We almost escaped, my baby and I but he found us. Now, I need those pills and there's only one place I know I can get it. The drugstore where I first met him. It'll finally be over.

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