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The little Girl Who Couldn't

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This piece is from the perspective of a child. 5 million children witness domestic violence each year in the US and 40 million adult Americans grew up living with domestic violence. Take care when reading and if you or someone you know is experiencing domestic violence; contact support; 24 hour crisis line 1-800-833-1161 dvs-or.org




The little girl who couldn't


While waiting to take a breath, the sigh of relief that everything would be okay for now; the little girl couldn't stop thinking about losing her sister.


What if this was the fight that broke everything that was good apart? What if there were no more giggles under the sheets, no more having a best friend right next to her.


While waiting in the car like she was told, trying to stop herself from running inside to put a stop to it all; the little girl couldn't stop worrying about what would happen to her cat.


What if they hurt her? What if she missed the little girl? What if the little girl never saw her again, she didn't even say good-bye. The little girl couldn't, it all happened so fast.


While driving home from vacation, it started again; the little girl couldn't stop worrying. The little girl's body bouncing from side to side, get small she thought. The little girl couldn't stop them from yelling.


What if the car crashed? What if they died? What if she died? If they died, what would happen to her? The little girl couldn't get small enough to make it stop.


While being told to shut up, that she was making everything worse and that she should have never been born, the little girl couldn't imagine this was happening again.


What had she done that was so awful to not be born? The little girl couldn't stop herself from getting in the middle and trying to protect her mom. The little girl couldn't stop wondering if every mommy and daddy did this. The little girl couldn't stop worrying that someday, some one would die and if she didn't say or do something it would be her fault, so the little girl couldn't stop trying to make it stop, even if everyone was mad at her.


The little girl couldn't make it stop, but could write and talk about it so other little girls didn't feel alone when they couldn't either.









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