DangerousA Story by Kathryn SmithSomething about you makes me feel like a
Something about you Makes me want to do things that I shouldn't Her eyes. His eyes. Their eyes. All eyes. All eyes are on me when I walk down the aisle at church. I am the talk of my little town. The girl who is going to Ireland. Who just might have a man there waiting for her. Gossip swirls and stories change. Anne: "Ruth! Did you hear? Kathryn has an Irishman!" Ruth: "No! She has FOUR." Anne: "I bet she's a mistress." Ruth: "No that's not right, Bill told me she got married to a Dublin man and they have a child on the way." Anne: "No Ruth, there's a baby there already!" (I have to admit I got a real laugh out of all this.) Why is this all happening? Because my mother has publicly shamed me. Ireland usually comes up in conversations and she has continuously, out loud, has said things like.. "Don't come back pregnant." Awkward silence. All eyes are on me.. and I always try and save myself. "Why would you say something like that? I wouldn't do something like that. I'm going to be fine."
"I know what's in your mind, I know your ideas." More awkward silence, and I always have to smile politely, excuse myself, and walk away. This usually occurs after church. I feel I'm starting to get a reputation. I'm starting to get labeled. Why? Because sex is a sin. But in the end I am only human. But really. What's so wrong about simply wanting to sleep with someone? I might, I might not. I just want to live. I want to love. I want to feel. I could die in two weeks. I could die in a year. I am now the scarlet letter. My love life is my business. Not my family's. It seems I am constantly watched. With walls around me and chains around my legs. I can only go so far. All my life I have been a good girl. A good girl that turned wild, but had to run wild with extreme caution. I had to strategically plan things out. I had to learn how to outsmart and unfortunately lie. And now I've had enough. I'm going to live my life the way I want to. No judgment. No shame. Nothing. I don't want to die with boring stories. I don't want to die never having a burst of danger. The rules are meant for breaking sometimes. You just have to be careful with what you do... and which rule you decide to break. © 2016 Kathryn SmithAuthor's NoteReviews
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