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Articles: A Second Point of View |
Posted by
WorthlessLiar on Wednesday, September 04, 2002 - 12:01 AM PST
I was always jealous of my sister Alice. Even at an age as young as twelve. I couldn’t stand seeing the baby get all of the attention. I came out first, so why shouldn’t I be first in line? I did the majority of the chores; I respected my parents more, and I was never out of line. Because of it, Mother liked me best. But I was never able to harvest anything for myself out of that relationship.
When I was much younger, Daddy came home with an open invitation to the county fair. The whole lot of us glowed like corn pops, but that faded at the discovery singularity of this invitation. Instantly, we grew shifty-eyed. Who would dare ask Daddy for their attendance? Sure, they would enjoy the fair, but only to come home to many, many disappointed and generally ticked-off faces. Then again, he might even disregard those who asked, even scold them. All of these thoughts were crossing my mind, running back and forth as fiercely as a Molotov cocktail fight. Then the fight stopped. Sweet little Alice had stopped the battle with “Take me Daddy; I’m the prettiest”. None of us were at any stage of our lives where the sheer sub ordinance of that naivety could be comprehensible. I didn’t forget it. None of us could.
I may have been making a big deal out of something generally jeerable to most folk, but we weren’t like most folk. A fair, that was unmatchable for our family. Hell, for entertainment, I actually used to push a wheel with a stick. That’s why I did what I did to her when I was nearing my preteens.
Mommy and Daddy had given us boys BB guns as presents. They later proved to be much needed additions to our usual game of cowboys and Indians. And now, since we had the guns, little Alice was demoted to Indian. Hearing our decision, she lashed out with (age has changed the exactness of the words, but please bear with) “I guess it’s better that I’m the Indian, since Daddy wouldn’t save you if you were one”. She drew her slur upon me, so I drew my weapon on her. As she looked away, the air around me grew silent and time seemed to slow. I saw her stumble just as a flash of red sprayed form her face. Her scream brought me back. I lowered my barrel, still in awe of what I had just done.
She no longer sees out of that eye. She even has a discoloration. Much like a blue mercury. Despite the beauty of that one eye, I continually regret this only more each time I see it.
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Re: A Second Point of View
by Poison on Sep 04, 2002 - 02:15 PM
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Those toy guns are dangerous, I don't know what the people who invented them thought off, when they did it...
The irony is they write "do not shot people or animals with these" or something, on them. Like that helps.
I've had quite some bruises, especially on my legs because of those things when I was a little girl. Needless to say, the "big bad boys" who shot me had bruises on their faces afterwards...
I'm sorry about your sister, everybody does that stuff when their young, they just don't realize the danger of it until it's too late.
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Re: A Second Point of View
by ThatOneWastedChick on Sep 04, 2002 - 02:20 PM
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I know I know, who am I to preach at such a young age? Plus I'm sure your family members have said a few choice words to you and your sister does sound like she was kind of bratty and it was brave of you to post that here and admit your misdoing. But well, I was 12 last year and I'd never do that. I think someone that age would've had better judgement...then again... ::shrugs:: These things do happen... I dunno... The whole story just makes me feel a little sick. Okay I'll shut up now. Bye!
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Re: A Second Point of View
by WorthlessLiar on Sep 04, 2002 - 03:12 PM
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well actually, I never did this. It was an assignment fro english, we had to rewrite a certian story from another poitn of view...hence the title. thankyou for your replies, tho :]
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Re: A Second Point of View by KatB on Sep 05, 2002 - 02:20 AM (User info | Send a Message) http://www.magicka.net | I liked the story, made me go cold.
Siblings are weird shit, sometimes there are some really fucked-up emotions going on there, and I reckon this may well have happened.
(Yep, I have a psychotic little sister. But that's a story for later. Maybe...) |
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Re: A Second Point of View by ThatOneWastedChick on Sep 05, 2002 - 05:01 PM (User info | Send a Message) http:// | Okay, now I feel stupid. lol. Anyway, now that I KNOW it's just a story I must say it is really well written. What story is it? Who wrote? I think I'd like to read it. :) Srry for the mistake. |
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