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The Little Girl in her red dress: A short story (part1)

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Posted 10-25-2009 at 09:58 PM by caterpillar79

Daylight broke, shining through the eyes of this sweet little creature, who doesn't even know where she is. She cannot see vividly, only flashes of white, black, and red embody her vision at this early stage of her life, only responding to the soft coos she hears from the people around her. Smelling her most familiar and heavenly scent of all - her mother!
Ah! It is feeding time - a moment when needs are being sought and are delivered without hesitation, but with much love and care - a time when a human hand carefully craddles her and rocks her to sleep with contentment and ease.

A year passed, and she grew in knowledge. This little girl is now wearing her her favorite red dress adorned with embroidered flowers at the hem, her hair black as raven, flowing softly, dancing like graceful gypsies as the wind gently whispers 'neath her ears. She loves her new pair of red shoes as well - her dad bought it for her when he got home from his assignment. Daddy had been in that assignment for a straight 4 months, and mom had to be both mom and dad to this girl and her older brother.

Her older brother is a genius, and all the people that know him are truly envious of him wanting that he is their son, for he is indeed a smart one. He is five years older than the little girl, and he is not fond of her at all. To him, this girl is a threat. She now gets all the attention and love that was once meant solely for him! NOw, he has to work for it, earn it, wait for it - asking himself, will it ever happen againg.

Resentment after resentment, he grew up to be the smartest boy in the neighborhood. He didn't miss school, nor any assignment given to him. He won every brainy competition he was set forth representing his school. Little did he know that the little girl was watching him closely. Inspiring her, fueling her ardor for knowledge, fame and success. She, like her brother had always clamored to be the cream of the crop.

The little girl's name is Maya, she's named after the native bird that was flying around the yard on the day that she was born. Her older brother, Miko was outside playing with Pungil, his favorite buddy - the family pet dog, when she was brought to this world. Maya has all the qualities that any brother would wish to have for a sister, but Miko.
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