By Dolores Johnson
A never-ending battle raged outside Jade’s bedroom door. She squeezed her pillow over her ears, as her parents hurled ugly, hurtful words at each other.
Jade sat up on the side of her bed, her legs dangling; she willed herself not to vomit.
“Stop,” she whispered as she covered her ears. Tears slid down her cheek. “Just stop.”
Having heard enough, Jade stomped into the center of the battle; arms outstretched, she stood between them. “Stop,” she screamed.
They looked straight through her as though she wasn’t there and continued their war.
I was right, she thought. I am invisible.
Good job, Dolores. Great ending.
Thank you so much!
Thank you for bringing a feel of honesty into this medium. I feel that, at times, it is sadly lacking.
Thanks, John!
Liked the pace and rhythm of the story. The ending was great. It made me wonder if she was in this world or had passed over to the spirit world. In so few words you made me care about Jade and what happened to her. Well done!
Thank you so much, Carolyn!
My thoughts exactly. Well done, Dolores!
Thank you, Emma!
Very well done. Short and sweet
Thank you, Scoot!!
Excellent. Moved me.
Thanks, Lynda!!
Well done. I could have written it myself. This is a topic that needs a lot of light shed on it’s prevalence.
Short and to the point!
Jade’s parents are so intent on their arguments that they do not consider the effect on Jade. That’s why she is invisible, not actually but metaphorically. A lesson for parents to settle their differences in private. Well done
Aw… there’s a tiny part of me that has a “kids think the darndest things” mentality. But, of course, the larger part of me is emotionally breaking for poor Jade. Excellent job capturing the mood, the fear, the hopelessness of this child in this situation.