Poor Analisa- Flash Fiction : A response to challenge by DzyMsLizzy

This story is a response to the flash fiction challenge put out by DzyMsLizzy in the forum. Here is her challenge:

For anyone interested, for the fun of it, write a short (flash fiction) type of story, in which the following sentence must appear at some point:

"Analisa sat alone on the park bench, the scowl on her face as dark as the gathering thunderclouds."

Have fun guys!

Analisa ran as fast as her little legs could aid up. She didn’t want to look behind. She wasn’t thinking at all. Just wanted to get off far away. Soon, she crossed the road in front of her home. She was heading to the park, right in front of her. She sat on her favourite bench in the park. Kids were playing around. Some elderly people were sitting on other benches.

But Analisa wasn’t noticing anyone, or didn’t want to. It was really cold, her hands were trembling with freeze. Tears on her cheeks got dried till now. But her pain didn’t lessen. Her home wasn’t comforting anymore. Her mum was so changed. Since her twin brothers were born. All got different for poor Analisa. There were dirty nappies, vomit clothes of her brothers, all around her home. A nasty smell of poop all over the place. Yuck.

Analisa sat alone on the park bench. The scowl on her face as dark as the gathering thunderclouds. Where on earth, she could live now when her own home became a burning hell for her. Her mum was yelling after her almost everyday. She had to help her mother in every task. From diaper changing to cleaning the house.

And babies were crying all night. She hated noise at night.

Was it her mistake? Why mommy was so angry? Nope. It was all because of her baby brothers. They were making mum act bad. Mommy never hit her before. But today, was the second time. She didn’t like them anymore.
Hitting was so distressing for poor Analisa. She felt like her self-esteem was damaged. She was confused and angry. She didn’t want mum to hit her. Her eyes got wet again. She screamed as loud as possible.
“I hate you Mommy! Please don’t hit me. I don’t like it.”

She saw her mum coming towards her. She sat besides Analisa. Her mum hugged her. Wiped her tears. Kissed her many times. Analisa felt her mum’s wet cheeks.

“I’m sorry, my love. I did hurt you. I won’t do this again.”

“Promise?”

“Promise my princess.”

”I love you mommy.”Analisa kissed her mother.

“I love you too my darling Analisa.”

“I have made your favourite cheese pasta with some veggie chips. Let’s go home.”

“Ahh, yum!” Analisa chukled.

She wasn’t poor Analisa anymore as they walked back home. Hand in hand.