I'm bored old work so here.
Sabrina curled into a ball, she was actually meant to be in math class, but well she couldn't not today.
Today was the day.
The day a year ago her parents had abandoned her and Daphne.
Abandoned, was such a long word for something that happened so fast.
Daphne, couldn't even pronounce it, it was so long.
Sabrina curled tighter squeezing her legs tight before getting up and walking slowly in great shaking sobs to the sparse closet that the orphans had. She squeezed in before shutting one of the shabby doors.
It helped her think.
It helped her ground herself.
It helped her pull herself together.
It helped her stop being a young little girl.
It helped.
She breathed, shakily into her knees, crammed into that cupboard, she had always loved tight spaces for some reason they made her feel safe. When no one else was watching in their old apartment building she used to pull herself into an air-duct and out another into a bigger space that used to be a spare room before it had been boarded up due to moldy carpet.
She never cared much about germs anyway.
She breathed out one more time out slowly before unsqueezing out of the closet, she had come to a decision.
She would not be broken again and she would never trust any one enough to let them break her.
Never...Such a short word for something that lasted so long.
The first time Daphne was bullied she was just shy of six years old.
It was in the middle of her class break, grade one at an orphanage was tough...Well most people thought it was tough. Daphne hadn't, until it started.
She took the obvious course presented to her, as soon as the sixth graders kicked her off the swing she told her sister.
That night after, Daphne, was meant to be asleep in their barrack like bedroom, Sabrina, snuck in.
Obviously Daphne, wondered what her ten year old sister was doing glancing into a small mirror instead of sleeping like a normal person.
That's when it clicked into her small head that she was trying to put on make up.
In the dark.
At night.
Daphne was not stupid five though she may be.
When she got up the next day she took one glance at her sister and realized how horrible she was at putting on make up.
So the next day, when the bullies came back, she faked a smile and moved immedently...That didn't stop one of the older girls from pulling her hair and screaming about her sister.
Apparently she had beat up her boyfriend.
At that point Daphne really wanted to use one of the new words she learnt recently.
That night when, Sabrina, asked her if they had left her alone she pasted the brightest smile she could muster on her lips and said in a loud voice that they hadn't.
Daphne, would be damned if her sister ever got hurt on her behalf again.
Sabrina would never know how broken she was.
After all you can hide almost anything behind a smile.
