A Walk Through the ParkA Story by flowetry07This is a very short story I wrote when I was 15. It is narrated from the perspective of the child who is at about age 6.Mommy and I are taking a walk through the park. It is autumn. The wind is blowing the leaves off of the trees. I am happy when that happens. I like the way the leaves look as they twirl to the ground; red, yellow, orange. It is a very pretty sight. Then I see something that makes me feel very sad. I see a Mommy and a Daddy with a little boy. They are having a picnic. I feel a hard lump in my chest as I turn to Mommy and ask " Why did Daddy leave us, doesn't he love me anymore?" "He loves you sweetheart, he just stopped loving me" she answers. "Why?" I ask. "It's too complicated to explain." "What does that mean?" I say. "It means I don't know how to tell you." Mommy sounds like she has tears in her throat. I turn to look at her and I see that she has tears in her eyes as well. Then Mommy kneels down and looks into my eyes. "Honey, just remember God will take care of us". "I think if He was really taking care of us, He would have made Daddy stay!" I declare. "Listen darling, when God created us He gave us the power of choice. Your Daddy has made his, all we can do is pray." "I don't understand." " I know, but you will" says Mommy wiping off the tears that have made their way down my cheeks. "I love you Mommy" I say. "I love you too sweetheart." Mommy then takes my hand and we head home after this long walk through the park. © 2013 flowetry07Author's Note
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