Deserved
Things we were taught to believe....
Whack! I am guilty, worthless. The cane came down across my seven-year-old ribs, pain ripping through me. I'd given Nanny a cold. I didn't mean to! Mum said I shouldn't hug her, but Nanny said she didn't care. Nanny hugs were the only ones I got. So, yes, I did deserve it, the punches and the kicks. The beating from the bamboo cane. The insults and the pain. Worthlessness again.
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Ruth Stewart
I'm a grandmother of four amazing grandchildren and a mum of three fabulous children. I write poetry mainly, also prose and the odd story. I live in Scotland, UK. For a secret link to watch me read my favourite poems click right here!
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Ugh, that's a tearjerker. I generally don't like Microfic, but this one is so poignant, I love it!!
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Ah that was visceral. So much pain in only a few short sentences. A sad example of how touch can be abusive but also healing. Nicely written.
So sad, but powerful wriitng. I felt it all. Well done.