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HUMDEEDEE's avatar

I'm glad you overcame your nervousness to publish this story. Start to finish, your words create a vivid picture in my mind of the little girl, what she was thinking about, her reactions to something that was beyond her understanding, deeply confusing and frightening, trying to make sense of contradictions and the consequences they would bring to bear.

Your story also awakened a personal insight. This line "She knows what her mom is thinking and she knows what her mom will say. It’s so embarrassing to have such a spoiled brat . . ." That mom is me, and I am that little girl, browbeaten and shamed for the smallest errors, the silliest mistakes, for simply being human and imperfect. My self-talk rarely expresses kindness or approval.

I'm looking forward to more stories. Please keep sharing.

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What a wonderful thing: to have a good friend who tells the truth. That is a kind of salvation, I think.

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