ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
After much bugging by friends, family and co-workers I finally caved and took the big step to submit some of my work. I write little short stories that reflect life during good times and bad. Hopefully you will enjoy! [February 2012]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (7) A Special Day (Short Stories) Remember how it used to feel when you waited for that special someone to arrive. [376 words] Cafe Mundo (Short Stories) Want to go for coffee? [934 words] Confronting A Bully (Short Stories) Have you ever experienced workplace bullying? See how this person chose to heal from this experience. [4,341 words] Fishing With Grandpa (Short Stories) This is a story about a little boy's first fishing trip with his Grandpa. What an adventure they had! [1,158 words] Letter To Dad (Short Stories) This is moving letter written to a father that has passed in hopes of bringing closure to the grief his daughter suffers. [403 words] The Hawk (Short Stories) We find our strength and healing powers in the strangest of places. [489 words] The Little Christmas Tree (Short Stories) A cute little story about a sad little Christmas tree. [237 words]
Facing The Dark Cari Graham
..........The little girl shudders as she huddles under the covers. She has them pulled so tightly about her frail body she can barely breathe. She knows that she must be very still and not make a sound or her nightmare will begin again..........
The woman awakes with a start! Sweat has gathered and dampened her bed and her pillow is wet from the tears shed during the night. For thirty years she has awakened from this dream. For thirty years she has relived her childhood. She closes her eyes and it is so clear now. What used to be buried deep has risen to the surface, an evil presence to be exorcised and banished from her memories.
Daylight brings a new beginning. She will take this day and go back in her past and resolve this. There must be peace. Her therapist has told her to write what she cannot speak. It will help with the healing process. She pours herself another coffee and sits at the kitchen table. With pen in hand she begins the arduous task of writing.
She is nine. She is beautiful. She is happy. What does she know of life? Life to her is kittens, and flowers and butterflies and that new pink ribbon in her hair. She loves everyone, even the bee that stung her last summer. She trusts.
She is alone with someone. She is hurt. She is afraid she is going to die. She doesn't know what he is doing. She doesn't know that he won't kill her if she tells someone. She only knows her fear. He comes for her at night when the family is sleeping. He comes in the dark, quietly sliding under the covers with her. His hands moving along her body. He is touching her in that place that her mother said was hers alone. This isn't right! This is making her sick to her stomach. He is pressing something hard up next to her. Something is wet on her leg. He is gone. She lies crying softly. Tomorrow he will be back. She hopes tomorrow will never come.
She feels ugly. Her smiles do not reach her eyes. Life is painful to her. She doesn�t play the way other children do. She sits alone and cries. She is afraid. She can not love. She does not trust. She wants to die.
She puts her pen down on the table and wipes her tears. It is surprising how she feels. A sense of calm has settled over her. She has begun the journey to peace. She is a survivor. She will conquer her past. She has made the first step by telling someone, even if it was only to tell herself.
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