Been a visitor since genesis although I don't comment. From the days when you'd post stories about being a bigger girl. You're doing a fine job and good luck on the courses you're taking. Mehn you're trying oo, isn't it weird that I'm a perfect stranger to you, but to me you aren't ( not in a stalkerish way oo). Used to write short stories when I was 18, but I stopped. Found one of my old stories and thought I should share. This is the first time someone else aside from family and my boyfriend is reading my work...please be gentle ☺️
I watched as they arrived. Actually I heard them first. Sounds thundering through the air with each step sending vibrations through the ground. My heart dropped and I considered taking to my heels. I summoned all the courage I had in me and stood on the spot thinking maybe if I show a brave face I would eventually start to feel brave. But I had no courage, I was far too cowardly.
I turned around to run but I was stuck. I was surrounded by a crowd that would not move no matter how hard I tried to push through. I began to scream 'Move! , I beg you in the name of God please move!'. But they all started to roar with laughter.
I saw my mother amidst the crowd, laughing with them. I was too late. They had approached me and I was truly trapped. I slowly turned around to face them, but the veil across my face combined with the blazing sun of the afternoon hindered my vision. I stood in silence with my head down as the now combined crowd rejoiced. I stood there for what seemed like forever, then finally a foot adorned with exquisite male footwear appeared in my vision. With each step he took, I felt a big part of me die. The first step took away my pride. The second step took away my opinions. The last step took away my freedom.
As he took my hand and led me to the carriage that caused what felt like an earth tremor through the ground a couple of minutes ago, he was unaware that what he held was just a shell. Nothing more.
I sat beside the person I was supposed to spend the rest of my life with and all I knew about him is that he had nice shoes. I felt nothing. I was told how lucky I was to be the bride of the richest man in all 4 territories. I was told how I would never lack for anything. I was told a lot of things, but no one told me how alone I would feel.
Good read Maryam. Please keep writing. I really enjoyed your piece although I'd have loved to know what led to that moment.
Oh my darling btw, please "from when I was a bigger girl?" Do you mean this figuratively or literally? I hope you mean it literally o! I hope you mean I was bigger than and I've lost weight now ☺️☺️☺️...