This week’s Friday Fiction is inspired by the prompt ‘Family’ from Sara at mumturnedmom. Using a prompt is a great source of inspiration for your writing. I don’t know where this one came from – it’s a bit morbid really but there you go – how the mind works sometimes!
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All that Daniel and his older sister Lucy wanted was someone to love them. They didn’t know the meaning of the word family – just the big man who beat them and the woman who shouted a lot and never stopped crying.
When the darkness came and with it the sound of the lock on the cupboard door, all they knew is each other. At eighteen months and two and a half years, neither could speak a word except each other’s names. That was what they clung on to.
Then one day someone came and plucked them away from the only world they knew. It was a frightening time. No one shouted anymore, no one hit and both Daniel and Lucy came to realise that this was a much nicer place to be.
As kind and loving as these new parents were though, they were never able to tell the children ‘no’. Daniel soon realised that he could do anything that he wanted to do. He pushed and pushed his parents to get a reaction from them – anything, but because of his start in life, they couldn’t bear to upset him. They pleaded with him to be a better person, but Daniel just thought they were pathetic and sad people. He began to resent them.
Lucy on the other hand, didn’t seem to cause her parents any upset. As far as they were aware, she was a quiet girl who just got on with it. What they didn’t realise was that Lucy struggled socially and became so depressed that she spent most nights in her room, making slashes on her arms.
The parents didn’t guide their children on how to behave: to know right from wrong. Daniel grew up to be a bully and was always in trouble at school for hitting other children, even putting one boy in hospital. Lucy was quieter: picked on for being such an introvert, but there is only so much a person can take. One day she snapped, stabbing one bully in the hand with a compass and ending up with an expulsion.
The parents never punished either of them for the trouble they caused. Instead, they wondered what they had done wrong, but could only presume that it was something to do with the children’s early experiences that they had never gotten over. The one thing they had always longed for was a family of their own. Saving these two innocent children from certain death and giving them a loving family and a happy home was like a dream come true. Little did they know that the good dead they had done in saving these children would one day come back to haunt them.
As Daniel and Lucy stood over their mother and father, both asleep in their separate single beds, they looked at each other and smiled. Then they each took a knife and plunged it straight in to the hearts of the only people who had ever loved them – their family.
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