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Naughty Boy Aged Four
Entered in a competition 5 for fifty. The challenge: "When the door slammed shut" add fifty words.
When the door slammed shut
I was locked in the dark
Lost to your light
“You stay there all night
And tomorrow too
Before I’m through with you
You’ll learn to be a good boy”
I curl up on the floor by the door
Legs still sore
From your beating
Mummy don’t you love me anymore?
When the door slammed shut
I was locked in the dark
Lost to your light
“You stay there all night
And tomorrow too
Before I’m through with you
You’ll learn to be a good boy”
I curl up on the floor by the door
Legs still sore
From your beating
Mummy don’t you love me anymore?
Published 5th Jun 2013
| Edited 14th Oct 2013
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5th Jun 2013 12:23pm
5th Jun 2013 8:15pm
Anonymous
5th Jun 2013 5:58pm
Another one that's brutal on the emotions but so well written, all is forgiven. Seconding what Marthard said.
5th Jun 2013 8:16pm
6th Jun 2013 4:42pm
Wow mate! I knew you have it in you; that's why I told you to join the competition. Deeply scarred emotions can't be easily forgotten... even at an early age of four, you still remember?
6th Jun 2013 11:38pm
Yup P E, I remember more about my formative years than recent ones. Thanks for your kind comments and for guiding me to the comp.
Keep smiling,
B :-)
Keep smiling,
B :-)
