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In time

Creative Created on 1-23-07 Views(52) Story Rating G

She did not speak, she never laughed and she never cried. She seemed emotionless. Trapped behind that sweet pale face were her memories and stories painful and horrific to tell a soul. She was in need of help, but to afraid to speak, she lived a life trapped in a living hell.

 

Not one person dared to help her. Until one day a young woman of 21 decided to help.

"Sweetie, you know you can talk to me. I know how to keep a secret" said the young woman. Still she refused to speak, but she loved the young woman's company and the stories she told.

 

Many months went by. The young woman felt hopeless and felt like she was not helping one little bit.

"I don't think I'm helping, Poppy your still not speaking. How am I suppose to help you if you continue to remain silent?" tears began to fill the young woman's eyes. Poppy kneeled in front of her and wiped away her tears.
"I'm still fighting for strength, but you are helping" she said with a small smile across her face. This was the first smile, the first emotion she had ever displayed across her face.

 

With effort and time things fall into place, things get better. Holding hands they walked across into the park, sat under a shaded tree. And the young woman began with another story that seemed to be the only thing that could help.

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