She gathered all the memories of him and grasped them tightly in her tinny little fist - Confession

Yes in fact Jeff Buckley was right, there was a secret chord that the devil played and it pleased the Lord. The wind was of different scent, it blew furiously today. It forced those rooftops in the slum to leave their initials. Leaves remain scattered on the kerbside of roads all around the city. Her nails were digging her palm. It looked like, she gathered all the memories of him and grasped them tightly in her tinny little fist. Her green watery eyes could not be filled with more tears.

The tickling of the table clock every second was just the sound slowly tearing the silence apart of her room, moreover of her heart. That only wall in all over the house, which had cost her a whole week of crying and two family dinners before her father painted it pink, kind of looks faded today. It was not the first time that her father came home drunk and punched her mom, fought, and left. Picking up the flowers from the floor replacing them to the vase, her mother had said, “he will be back soon..as usual” a week ago.

Her smile while she was in pain, was an easy thing for ten years old to reckon it was fake. But no, he wasn’t back this time instead there was a letter of divorce that the postman dropped this afternoon just after the wind was settled. The bullies of her class just got another reason to tease her. She could feel a cold breeze flowing from her toe through her heart to her brain. She was more shocked today than the day she saw him banging another woman in his bedroom while her mother was at work. She kind of lost herself.

How could a ten years old kid handle the grief of their parents getting divorced and her mother weeping all night long? She hated him so harshly that the wounds made by her nails in her palm began to bleed. She would make everything right that killed her parents’ relationship if she could go back in time. Her legs could not hold her heavy body filled with tons of feelings, She felt so weak that she fell off the floor and fainted. Taking a sip of his holy drink, far away in a different realm the lord enjoyed this play.

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