Writing Exercise #1 Write About A Shocking Discovery

"If anyone's the outcast in this family it's me" my brother yelled at me from the edge of his bed. I had always envied him having the larger room. I didn't like the décor however football and boobies weren't really my thing. I always felt shut away in my little box room. I wasn't allowed decorate it the way I had wanted to and it didn't feel like a safe haven for me. I used to get sent there when I hadn't finished my dinner or was naughty. I suppose I was being naughty again now, arguing with my brother, a common occurrence some might say. When he muttered the next few words I heard nothing after but my heartbeat in my ears. I felt muffled as though I was stuffed with cotton wool. "I have a different Dad to you".


I had always assumed I was adopted or so I would wish, at times. I felt like the black sheep of the family. Hearing the truth at such a young age makes you grow up pretty quickly. You suddenly realise the people around you who have been lying to you for so many years have had their little secret discovered. Had you not found out how far would it have gone? How far could it have gone? What else were these people not telling you?

Realising you don't know who these people are who call themselves family you start to question yourself. You become a very ugly person searching relentlessly through others personal belongings. Searching for answers to calm the unsettled sea of knots swirling around inside of you since the closest person in the world uttered the most destroying words to you. You search to prepare yourself for more heartache. You reason with yourself that if you know everything and can be prepared you wont be able to feel such hurt ever again.

All this comes much later although you look at the spinning clock wishing it to slow down or else you may fall down hard.

I must have ran away as fast as I could for looking down at my bare feet I felt them throb with disappointment. I must have run to a neighbours or even a friends house, I genuinely don't remember much after being deafened that day. Even though I took my investigative measures to protect myself for the future, nothing had prepared me for the pain that was about to come.

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12 Things To Do In 2012

1. Writing Novel (then aim to send off to 12 agents/publishers).

2.Write 12 book reviews and blog them.

3.Write at least 212 blog posts (not including the book reviews).

4.Get Youngling into a good bedtime routine (which will help with speech etc).

5.Be a better Christian (read the Erasmus course book - and ask to give a reading at Church. Create a poetry book to sell - proceeds go to Church).

6. Be more charitable (help Dad at the Mind Charity Workshops).

7. Go to the Theatre and/or a concert at least once.

8.Take Youngling somewhere new on holiday (at least once UK or otherwise).

9. Spend less and save more (save up for a car or something for Youngling).

10. Spend more time with friends and family (maybe even help some achieve their dreams).

11. Do something brave/new/memorable I've never done before.

12. Be happy :-)