Monday's Melodramatic Mini Series: The Girl and The Boy Episode 3

The little girl sits in her new room.  It is an awesome room with one wall covered in denim and denim curtains.  It stays so dark and she can sleep so long!  There is a little desk and she has her own phone line.  She likes to sit in her room and draw.  When she draws she thinks about a boy named, Brian.  He is so cute.  You see, the little girl isn't so little anymore.  She will be in the 8^th grade and she is so excited! 

The little girl’s dad doesn't come around very often and she doesn't understand why he doesn't.  Sometimes she thinks that it is her fault that he stormed out of the house that night.  Mostly she tries not to think about it because it makes her sad.  The little girl has to take care of her little brother and little sister because her mom works at night sometimes.  She loves her mom, little brother, and little sister so much and will do what it takes to help them and them safe.

It’s hot outside and summer has started.  Her little brother runs through the door crying and dirty.  Through his tears he tells her that some kids down the street beat him up.  The little girl’s head swims and red and she calls her mom at work.  Her mom tells her to look him over and make sure he is ok.  The little girl sees a perfect imprint of a tennis shoe and the red turns crimson.  She calmly hangs up the phone and tells her little brother to lie down and wait for mom.

The little girl walks down the street with an eerie air of determination.  She spots the group of thugs at the end of the street.  When the group sees her approaching the begin yelling, “You here to get yours?” and “Is your brother crying like a baby?”  The little girl says nothing and her pace remains steady.

She is within arms distance and the oldest punk says, “What are yo…” and then he hits the ground.  He lays there looking up with wonder, confusion, and blood running down his face.  The others just stand there open mouthed and staring.  The little girl looks at them with eyes as cold as blue steel.  “If you touch anyone in my family again, this will be worse.  Much, much worse.” 

The little girl turns and walks home.  

Satisfied.