One
Womanhood
The trees bound the town in a mystical summer that only the South could conjure. Marie was sitting on her back porch in a sun dress which was a mellow shade of yellow, lace around her middle, and it wrapped her developing breasts in a halter. Her mother adored her.
"Sugah, come ovuh here so yer' papa can see." She grabbed Marie by the arm and chauffeured her over.
"Mama." Marie sighed shuffling her feet.
"Frank, darlin' look at 'er ain't she the belle?"
Her father turned, a beer in his hand. "Yeh, she looks like a floozy if ah'd eveuh seen one."
Marie's eyes were round, and glowing with tears. "Papa? "You take that skimpy thang off an' showuh, yuh mothuh's dirtied yuh."
Marie wailed, wrenching herself out her mother's grasp and flew into the house, ripping off the dress…
She stopped, and looked at the back, a red bloodstain… She began to tremble.
"Mama?" She called. "MAMA?" She was horrified to see this blood beginning to soak her underwear.
She looked at them, and took them off too, stepping into the shower, and rinsing it off of her… She still trembled despite the hot water cascading down her back. She watched blood trickle down her leg… Gripping the washcloth she began to scrub. The cloth was catching this too, but she would gather it with the water, and wring it, as it rinsed crimson…
She got out of the shower, and wrung out her long hair, searching under the sink for some sanitary napkins… She found some, and stuck them shakily onto her clean underwear, and stepped into them… Putting on some baggy black clothes, to make sure no one would look at her…
As her parents' argument floated through the cracks in the door, she felt different… Some how… some way… That she couldn't explain…
She went into her room and slept, curling into a ball, and praying silently for dreams that would never come.
(Sorry it's so short, it's almost twelve, and I'm sleepy… please Review… XD)