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Mon, 27th Feb 2012 | LindseyBethen | Created on: originalshorts.com | 4,219 Views, 3 Nods.

March Competition - Best Year

My Dad was really cool, good looking, trendy, funny. he had lots of friends as did I. My dad was hell bent on healthy eating and my passion, along with my friends was swimming.
That subject dominated my world for a long time and luckily for me my friends were all involved too, even though they later became my main competitors.

Mum was stunningly attractive. everyone fell in love with her the instant they laid eyes on her. men, boys, women too.

Dad entered without consulting me and I soon found myself having to compete in my first real swimming event. Some of my friends were there too but there were also others that I did not know. It was a bit slow to start off with but then I had a sudden release of energy and I won! I was victorious, a hero, I slept like a baby that night I was so tired and also exhilerated at the prospect of the year that lay ahead.

I didn't like being around Mum when she was sick, it used to upset me. I would hear her crying and then I would hear her and dad arguing. I felt responsible in someway. I knew I shouldn't be listening but I was compelled to. You can hear so much if you just try. Most people don't listen, but for me, I loved it. So many sounds. Her favourite music was Michael Buble, I like him too and the memory of us dancing in the kitchen whilst she was cooking dinner will live with me forever. Everytime i hear Michael now, I just want to dance. I must tell you here, I am not a good dancer, I just love the beat and less is more in my eyes, little movements can have so much more impact than you would believe.

It's difficult not being able to see things clearly, I knew I was confusing things but in a strange way I also knew I just had to be patient. They were not aware that I knew this. they used to talk about me as if I wasn't there, I found this side of them insensitive. It was unneccessary. How could my Mum and Dad do that to me. Others talk about being in that situation but unless you have lived it, it is hard to explain. That said, I was so so happy to be there. I wasn't going to push my luck, i was just going to wait. All was going to plan.

I used to love it when granny came round. She used to give me more attention than Mum and Dad combined. I think it was the raised pitch in her voice whenever she spoke to me.

Throughout listening to all the fights between my Mum and day, I only ever got scared once. I was asleep but was woken to the sound of my Mum screaming and then dad shouting for someone to call am ambulance! I wasn't even sure where we were that day. I must have fallen asleep before they went out but this screaming was nothing like I'd ever heard before. I started crying too, it was a crazy time, everyone seemed to be there and no-one was acting normal. half the people were crying like my Mum and half were laughing and cheering like my Dad. I was in the first group but the ambulance driver was really nice and picked my up to comfort me. I didn't like it at first but you know what. it was comforting. I felt his heart beat as he held me to his chest and I felt calm. I stopped crying.

Since that day it seems everyone wants to be my friend and thats why this year is a good year, you know why? I realise I am lucky to be here. Every year from now on is gonna be great.

Grace. Age 3 months.

                


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Wed, 29th Feb 2012
Brilliantly crafted and told
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Tue, 28th Feb 2012
LOVE this XXX

ATB,J.
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Mon, 27th Feb 2012
We definately need to see more from you.
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Mon, 27th Feb 2012
This a great example of how to write a short story.Excellent.
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Mon, 27th Feb 2012
I had to read it twice too. Excellent.
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Mon, 27th Feb 2012
Even more beautiful during the enforced second reading. Magnificent.
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