Journey

[1] Papa's little princess

"Now you're gonna sit there like a dead insect? You dirty sloth?" My step father yells at me.

"Come on now get up and clean it properly!" I look straight down at my bruised hands, my body captured by the numbness.

"You don't do anything properly! Do you see that you're just a burden to the family? I'm giving you food to eat, shelter to stay. How are you repaying me? Huh? By breaking the costly mirror 'cause of your worthless emotions? Why don't you just die?!"

Warm tears begin to come out of my blue eyes, dropping over the new red bruises on my hands making them burn more and more every second.

"Rub your dirty tears and clean this mess right now!" He shouts and slams the door hard while leaving the room.

Soft sobbing voices begin to come out of my mouth as I pick each piece of the broken mirror shattered in front of me. I try to hold back my tears but they keep falling like the autumn leaves, no one wanting to catch them.

"Sweetie look I brough-" he was cut off by seeing my tears. "Oh my god Andrea what happened?" he drops down the shopping bags and rushes towards me holding me in his arms.

"What happened to my precious gem?" He asks patting my back and my head on his chest. His blue silk shirt getting wet by my tears but nothing mattered to him more than his little five year old daughter.

"Papa" I say showing him my index finger which was cut. His eyes widened seeing it.

"I-I cut m-my finger from the kitchen knife" I say sobbing.

He lifts up my little body by his strong arms and makes me sit on a chair. "Wait here I'll bring the first aid" he says kissing my forehead.

He puts band-aids over my small cut. And I look at him with my vision blurred by the tears.

"When papa's little princess gets hurt, papa's huge heart breaks into million pieces." He says while pulling me in his wide chest and kisses my head. That made me smile.

I smile thinking about my childhood memory. I miss my papa. After he passed away, my whole life shattered into pieces just like this mirror, but no one to pick up the pieces. Papa loved me more than anything and I know he still does. If he saw my life right now, he would be so hurt! He would die in spot.

"When papa's little princess gets hurt, papa's huge heart breaks into million pieces." Those words echoes through my head and my tears fall uncontrollably.

"I was Papa's princess" I whisper to myself while crying.

A/N: I know it's sad but there are happy parts too. This book is about admiring each and every moment in life because things might not be the same all the time. Hope you come to like this book eventually.  Wrote at 16 don't judge! I'm learning

-Annie 💕