Enola Gay (brighter_tmrw) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2011-10-16 18:18:00 |
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Entry tags: | nuclear power |
Who: Nuclear Power & Chaos Theory (brighter_tmrw) Open to National Security (absolutecontrol)
What: The child is defective scared.
Where: Home
When: Monday
“I’M SORRY I’M SORRY I’M SORRY! I’LL BE GOOD!”
The shouting wasn’t new. The mad scramble to the bathroom accompanied by the door slamming was an every other day occurrence. These were expected behaviors, easily handled and dealt with without a second thought. Only today there was a variation. A near hysterical pitch to Izzy’s voice that left Enola confused and rooted to the spot she was standing in.
The girl was predictably unpredictable but this was new. Even for Izzy. Had Enola missed something? Was there something about asking the girl to get ready to leave that was suddenly taboo? Why did she always hide in the bathtub? Wasn’t under the bed supposed to be the default-hiding place for children? Too many questions and not enough answers.
It wouldn’t take much to open the door and it certainly wouldn’t be the first time one had to be replaced in this house but the shrill shriek of terror from the other side as soon as she turned the doorknob vetoed that idea. The child was scared but of what Enola couldn’t say. Pressing her ear against the door Enola listened to the soft sobs of her daughter and the realization hit her.
Me. She’s scared of me.
Well.
Walk away? Let her cry herself to sleep? She’ll come out eventually?
Not knowing what to do and unable to shake the cold feeling at the base of her spine Enola sat with her back against the door.
Well, shit.