27 Mar 2018 11 Comments
in Stories Tags: #77, 26 March 2018, Kat Myrman, Twittering Tale
This is for Kat Myrman of Like Murcury Colliding, Twittering Tales.
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Children should be seen but not heard.
Lilley was lonely. It was nanny’s day off, there were guests downstairs so the servants were too busy to play. Silently she climbed the banisters. Lifting up her dress so as not to snag it. Without a sound she hurtled down the winding rail slap bang into the wall and oblivion.
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willowdot21 
Mar 27, 2018 @ 13:59:45
A heartbreaking tale Willow. It sounds as if the only attention the poor girl got was from the hired servants. 😦
Mar 27, 2018 @ 14:41:50
Yes indeed, I think that was often the way in the Edwardian and Victorian large houses!
Mar 28, 2018 @ 22:13:56
Woooo
Mar 29, 2018 @ 05:41:55
😱😱😱💜
Apr 03, 2018 @ 18:12:40
What a sad state of affairs! I read your tale in different ways, one not obvious being her disappearance into a different dimension.
Apr 03, 2018 @ 19:56:04
Excellent, that was the choice. I hope she found a dimension where she was not neglected,if she died I do hope someone missed her!! 💜💜
Apr 03, 2018 @ 19:58:54
Her Guardian Angel would have watched over her…
Apr 03, 2018 @ 20:10:35
I do hope so 💜
Apr 03, 2018 @ 20:38:00
Me too.
Apr 03, 2018 @ 20:38:58
💜