millie o'nare

millie o'nare

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millie was desperate for her parents to notice her, was she about to go too far?
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millie was desperate for her parents to notice her, was she about to go too far?

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Submitted: May 13, 2017

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Millie

 

Most kids would love to be showered in a limitless supply of gifts and treats. They would love to have an entire basement dedicated to all of those gifts and treats. But Millie wasn’t like most kids. She was polite and grateful, thanked her parents for every gift or treat she received, yet she and they both knew where the gift would end up. In the basement unopened along with the rest. Receiving gifts from her parents actually made Millie sad.

 

You see, when Millie received a gift, she knew what was coming next.

 

“Don’t you want to open your present Millie” Her mother would inquire. “Thank you very much Mummy, I’m sure I’ll love it but I’ll open it later” There was always that little tinge of sadness in Millie’s voice. “o..k,” Her mother would hesitate “Well, um.. You’re Father and I will be back some-time next week. Goodbye” and with that they would hurry out the door, not stopping to look back at their only child.

 

It had been like that since Millie can remember. Instead of spending any time with her they would shower her with things she didn’t want or she didn’t need. Maybe they thought it plugged the hole in Millie’s heart where they should have been. Just once, she would have loved to go to the park with them, or even to have sat and watched cartoons together.

 

That was when Millie was younger. She’s sixteen now and has found a novel way of getting much needed attention from her parents. Her absolute favourite thing she has done so far was steal her Mother’s keys to the BMW and joy ride around town at 3am. The look on their faces when they opened the door that morning is something she will relish till the end of her days. Millie, five foot six stood next to the six foot police officer who brought her home was burned into her Fathers mind. According to her father, it cost him a pretty penny to keep her name out of the report the police officer would submit to his superiors.

 

The more Millie did the less of a reaction she would get, which leads us to right now. Millie hunched over her laptop, furiously typing away, arguing her point to some anonymous on the internet about why she was right to do what she was about to do.


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