She Stands Hard as a Stone

by someday_93

It’s a normal house, on a normal street, in a normal city. The daffodils bloom on the front lawn, although beaten down by the rain. The red of the bricks is beginning to fade, now a dull brown. The color of dirt on a warm day.

There’s a difference between a house and a home, but not too many people know that. The difference between the girl who walks home to a mother waiting for her, and the one who has to unlock the door.

She pulls the key from her backpack, twisting it in the lock until it opens. She’s the only girl in her second-grade class with her own house key, and she’s very proud of this fact.

The house is still and empty, except for the sound of the TV that’s been left on and is blaring the news to absolutely no one. She stands resolute at the edge of the kitchen, looking, but not going in. She runs her fingers along the doorframe before taking off her shoes and going up the stairs, careful not to leave a trace.

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  1. She Stands Hard as a Stone

    Blusparrow's Buddy Icon Blusparrow

    Posted 2 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Abusive child? Interesting! Very good!
    LoA

  2. She Stands Hard as a Stone

    Ana Cristina's Buddy Icon Ana Cristina

    Posted 2 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    I like the small detail of the fading brick and how the girl is careful to take off her shoes, “not to leave a trace.”
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  3. She Stands Hard as a Stone

    One Time, One Chance's Buddy Icon One Time, One Chance

    Posted 2 months ago

    hmmm.. why is she so careful to not leave any traces??
    hmm!=]

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