July 02, 2012

Short Story: Telling the Truth

Me, with my little sister, summer 1988
Today, I share a story that has haunted me since summer camp, over twenty years ago. Read my guest post on Jessica Vealitzek's True Stories.

5 comments:

  1. Wow, what a great story (although her story was horrid). It is wonderful to have experiences like that in life, though. It makes you appreciate everything a little more!

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    1. Thanks for reading, Mere--it really was an image and experience that stuck.

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  2. I'm so sorry, Melanie. What a hard thing for a little girl to go through--both you AND her. Her story couldn't have been easy for you to hear. (And I didn't know you were deaf in one ear!) But the human soul is resilient and survives. And when all else fails, sometimes you need to just sit with someone and do "normal" things for a change. *hugs*

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  3. Wow. I don't even know what to say, except that your story was so powerful it has literally left me speechless. I cannot imagine how anyone could possibly do that to their sister, and I'm so proud of you for being there to help her feel included.

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    1. I know what you mean--I still feel speechless when I close my eyes and summon up the image of her. To be honest, I don't think I had heroic intentions at all at first, just irrepressible childhood curiosity. I just HAD to know. And once I knew that someone had done this horrible thing to her, I felt it was so unfair that I couldn't accept it. I didn't want anyone else to be unfair to her.

      Now, as a mother, I still feel that way whenever I see children who I feel are treated unfairly. It breaks my heart, and reminds me to be good to my children every minute of the day.

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