DERANGED GIRL

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A GIRL AND HER FATHER WISH TO HAVE HER COMMITED.

Submitted: September 21, 2009

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Deranged girl your father said to any that’d listen as they called by the house or looked in referring to you but never to you or with you in conversation but to others who would gaze in your direction and shake their heads in some kind of oh poor girl gesture and mouth words like shame and pity and how’s it come about but Father never explained what he’d done to you or to your mother but just said it’s one of those things that come around in each generation her mother was the same too I had to lock her away in the end because she got so you couldn’t turn your back without her trying to knife you or try to poison you with the evening meal or stuff a pillow over your head as you slept but the girl’s the same can’t turn your back on her for long or you’ll not see light of day again Father ranted on to any you’d listen and some days he’d wheel you round the back and sit you in the garden by the pond hoping no doubt you’d fall in and save him the trouble of having you committed at some later date although it’d be harder this time around things changing and asylums closing up and all that care in the community spew but you knew he’d try so that he could get his life back and bring back the dames like he use to and bed them as fast and often as he could and not have to worry about you sneaking in on him and which ever dame he’d hauled home on that particular night or day and having to explain about you and your mind and your funny ways or you standing by the bedroom door staring at them both in bed romping away beneath the covers and humming that tune your father hated that Laurel and Hardy theme humming louder and louder and on and on until the dame jumped out of bed and left gathering up her clothes and running naked to the bathroom cursing you and your father over her shoulder as she went her cute butt swaying as she moved and your father ranting at you as he ran after the naked chick butt naked himself and you smiling still humming that darn tune until she’d gone and away and your father’d be at the front porch yelling for her to come back and that it’ll be different next time and that he’ll have you committed but the bitch’d long gone and you stood at the top of the stairs peering down at your father at the door waving to fresh with his open hand pretending she saw him and had waved back and he said to all who’d listen passing by deranged girl my daughter deranged in mind like her mother but never to you or with you in conversation like father and daughter and he looked back at you and knew that although all things are changing some things never alter.


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