This week for our #SoCs Linda has given us a two word prompt. Passive / Aggressive. Use one or both, bonus points if you start with one or the other. Do enjoy.
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Aggressive, they said she was, a wild child full of venom and hate. They had no idea what her life had been like.
They all decided she was a bad lot no point in wasting time on her, she would never amount to anything. So she was always put to the back of the class, left to her own devices.
She had no friends no one wanted to go near her because she smelt so bad. Yes an aggressive dirty almost animal.
At home it was the same she spent most of her time chained up in her room or outside in the yard, no matter the weather. Sometimes they would feed her sometimes not.
One day she stole a sandwich from one of the boys in her class and when he tried to retrieve it she damn almost killed him.
When they restrained her they noticed the red raw marks on her wrists. One teacher took her to the staffroom and bathed her wounds. Whilst doing so the teacher discovered she was filthy and was covered with cuts and bruises.
She was taken away from her sad excuses for parents. It took years to heal the scars, physical and mental.
The hospital knew how to treat her, with drugs and keeping her locked in her room. Often using restraints strapping her to the bed.
Slowly she responded to treatment she became meek, mild and very submissive. Always obedient never an action or word out of place. Then one day after 20yrs of obedience she slit an orderlie’s throat, smashed up her room. Then when they came into her room to restrain her for the first time in 15yrs she jumped through the window.
She bled to death from the wounds from the glass, every bone in her body broken in the fall from the 10th floor window.
The staff were so shocked. They all agreed it was so out of character, she was always so passive.
Author: willowdot21
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Back in 2010 I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust. I will of been married 53yrs this comming year. I have found different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light.
My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and be as strong as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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Now that’s a raw story sis. Well done with the prompt!
Thanks it honestly just came and wrote itself. I didn’t know how it would end until it did 💜💜
It was very moving x
Thank you 💜
What a pain filled existence! I have to say the way her life ended was a great release. Great storytelling.
Thank janmalique I agree. Though I did not know the end when I started off , I was relieved for her poor soul . Thank you for reading 💜💜
At leadt her story was told. That’s important. 💜💜
Yes, unfortunately somewhere it could be happening.💜
I think that is very true, which is terribly sad. 💜
How sad.
A harsh tale that insisted I wrote it out! 💜
How horrifying!
Yes a sad bad story. How are you long time no see. 💜