She’s the girl who would quietly come and go. No one ever takes the time to say “hi”, “bye”, “How are you?”…nothing. Sadly she’s gotten use to this. It’s the same everywhere she goes…school, the mall, the grocery store, her neighborhood, and even in church. This had become her familiar.
She often wondered what it would be like not to feel like the fly on the wall and for SOMEONE to actually pay her some sort of attention. Someone other than her “uncle” at home. See, ever since the age of 5, she has been his target of sick, perverted “pleasure”.
Her breath-taking, glossy brown eyes has seen things no little girl should. He delicately crafted hands have touched things no little girl should. But no one would ever know, because no one in her world seems to care.
So there she stands in the back corner of the room, eyes going to and fro waiting for someone…ANYONE to notice her and befriend her.
The next day at school something tragic happened and it was all over the news. School basically came to a halt. Everyone stopped to pay their respect to those who had lost their lives. A moment of silence.
Wait! Shhhhh…do you hear that?
It’s a deafening cry not from the dead, but from the living. The living who has learned to cry without tears, who laughs with the crowd just to feel as though she fits in (if only for a few seconds), who has mastered the art of screaming with her mouth shut.
*I challenge you to to take notice of people like her. Detach yourself from your usual clique and do something out of the norm. Get to know these people. They’re usually the most gentle, encouraging, and loyal people you will ever come across. The closer you get to them, the more you’ll be able to hear their deafening cries, that’s usually drowned out by this narcissistic way we’ve chosen to live in our current society.
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Yes, Love this one.
Thank you, Jennifer!