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In The Land Of Dreams

Updated on January 11, 2012

Where The Sun Rarely Shines

Just a little off the coast in Florida the unthinkable takes place.

An old lady quickly gets up from her old wooden rocking chair.

It has one arm taped just barely holding the wood together, as the sunbeaten wood violently shakes to cry out in need of help.

Then the rocking chair slowly comes to a stop in seconds, as it waits for so much needed repair.

Left helpless, as the little girl who was walking across the room.

Where do you think you are going?

The grandmother of one quickly snapped.

The silence thickens as the room closes in.

... I was ....the timid little fresh face mumbled back.

I had enough of you silly little tricks as the pale woman pulled at her hair with her left hand

and at the same time crinched her false teeth together.

Her tinsel greyish white hair now almost standing straight up.

What a tangled mess as she thumbed through it once more.

You now could only hear her horse raspy angry voice echo off the hollow walls.

The little girl frozen in her tracks did not dare to take another step.

As she stepped back as to reverse the damage it was too late for that.

Back away from that window,now!

You heard me the grandmother said as she became more and more impatient.

What were you thinking you tiny little wink .

That is the little girls pet name that the grandmother had given her many years ago.

Again she tried to talk but was quickly hushed up.

SHHHHHHHHHHH.

Enough out of you.

Haven't you done enough.

You know better than to lie to me.

I wasn't going anywhere bursting out in tears.

If you are going to talk to me you are going to talk right.

Say ,I was not going anywhere.

The embarressed little girl repeated I was not going anywhere

Say it again.

I was nottt goinng anywhere in a very scared voice.

See now that's better.

You know better than to lie to me.

Turn around.

I see that silly little gin on your face.

I know what you are thinking.

You could leave me here and I would be left all alone.

Now that wouldn't be nice now would it ?

MMM -II aaah once again the girl tried to speak.

No the answer is no.

Well speak up girl.

You have the ordasity to try my patience.

Then you had better be ready to take your punishment.

I won"t have any back talk around here.

I don't know where kids learn to disrespect their elders today.

But it is not and I mean not going to happen.

You hear me ?

Yes I hear you.

If you got away where would you go.

I wouldn't , I woudn't as she eagerly tried to explain.

You'r darn right you wouldn't.

But that is what you say now.

So back to your room and shut the door.

I will be in to deal with you a little later.

As the sweet innocent girl once again slumped her shoulders in shame.

She walked sluggishly towards the hallway.

Stop!

I will not have this nonsense.

I will not tell you agan.

We are here in wonderful Florida where everyone comes from all over the world to see.

Where the weather is beautiful every day.

The land of oranges.

The ones I give you when you are good.

As she sobbed and tried to wipe her eyes.

We are here home of the great Disney World.

Where fantasy comes alive and only fools believe.

As the grandmother laughed an errie sound managed to escape.

One that sends chills up and down the tiny little girls spine.

The peanut of a girl again turned.

I was just going to look out the window.

Then you would want to go out and play.

The weather is so nice.

You didn't even do your chores.

You have all the time in the world.

You can play tomorrow just as well as today.

There is no hurry.

Don't you see.

I never get to play and you don't hear me complaining.

Now the girl let out a soft whisper yes maam.

I am here to take care of you.

As long as it takes.

Remember you were left with me.

You no good little unappreciative little wink.

That is what she was called and called often when she did wrong.

She is very rarely called her by name.

You do nothing but make my blood boil.

Are you happy now ?

Don't you cry.

You will be only twice as sorry later.

Every day we sit in the sun and talk and talk and talk.

I teach you everything you need to know.

This is where vacation never ends.

I will tell you everything.

What would your mother think ?

If I left you by yourself.

I don't think so... the grandmother quickly chanted.

You are with me....

For now and forever.

I am here to take good care of you.

I didn't think I would be a botherrr once again the little girl spoke up.

That's right you didn't think.

I would just sit and not move or anything.

So if you were to sit outside and promise me that you wouldn't get in any harm.

A tender voice answered yes I promise.

Hmmmmmm I wonder.

The answer is NO.

Just like your mom.

She said, she said ,she would be right back.

It has been nine years I am still waiting.

Your no different than your mom.

You don't appreciate the view.

Where the sun sparkles through and makes everything nice.

I feel warm and wonderful don't you?

Now the little girl was wise well beyond her age.

She knew it was hopeless so she turned and began to walk down the long corridor that lead to her bedroom.

The beautiful sunlight seemed to turn into shadows of darkness in seconds.

Only a MIRACLE could save her.

From the unknown pain that awaits.

There was a sqeak as the door slowly closed behind the innocent little girl.

Now all you can hear is the wooden creeks of the rock'n chair against the worn and beaten wooden floor all dusty and dirty.

Then once again the crazy old bat would hummmmm.

A sweet tune she remembered when she was very young.

How nice it was to be an ownly child.

Not having any friends and places to go.

Left alone as if the world doesn't know.



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