Years of Innocence

by littlegemini1993

Christina Winchester was a strange, yet innocent child, once apon a time. Raised in a dark and deadly world, at war between good and evil; humans against monsters, all whilst having no knowledge about it. Innocence is a precious thing, and so easily destroyed or lost. Pre-series to original O/C triology DISCONTINUED

15. Puppy in the Window

I know this one is short but as the saying goes it will be short and sweet.

Chrissie's common childhood pastime

Tiny hands compressed against the glass window, leaving a temporary hand print. Large doleful green orbs gazed forlornly out into the half deserted parking lot and near silent street. The sun was fading, to be replaced by the silver moon, announcing the transition into night time. For those passing by would stop suddenly to glance briefly at the sorrowful little girl staring out of the grubby motel window.

Their hearts would flutter at first. The child, no older than four and a half, had the most dazzling eyes and freckles that were sprayed across her button nose. Her hair was a scruffy mane of brown waves, with an additional decoration of a bumblebee clip that held back her heavy bangs from her eyes. The infant was adorable. Then their hearts would splitter at the sight of her mournful expression. Eyes wide in hopeful anticipation, watering with unshed tears as she pouted out her bottom lip which quivered now and again. It was like walking into an animal shelter and seeing a puppy in the window. Those who stopped never questioned the origins of the child's misery and proceeded with the lives. A different state, a different motel, to which different people witnessed the same scene. A lonely little girl, a puppy in the window, would was merely waiting. Waiting for her Daddy and big brothers to come back safe and sound. For she hated being alone.

"I's scared of the dark," she would repeat. "You come home now."