Ugliest
13 Years Ago`
My eyes shot up as I heard the red junk of a pickup truck reeve.
"Daddy?" I hollered dropping my Ken & Barbie dolls in the soft mellow grass. I sprang up in a quickness running over to the beat up truck. "Daddy?"
"I'll be back Marie, I have to get some groceries." He said continuing to start the truck. Oh daddy, don't you get it now? Everywhere you go, I go. We're one of a kind together, remember? I dashed my tiny legs in front of the truck making my way around to the passenger side. Just as he finally started the truck, my hands quickly pulled on the door handle opening the passenger door. A deep sigh was given.
"Marie, you can't come. Your car seat is in the van, and I'm not switch cars." He disappointed me. I stood there and frowned, I tried the only weakness known to parents, the puppy face. My eyes locked on to his as we starred into each others eyes. Blue eyes, from to his brown eyes. He frowned, I smiled knowing I won this batte.
"Alright Marie, but remain in your seat. I can get a huge fine for letting you ride in this truck without a seat." He said while I began to crawl inside the truck. I took a seat, leaning over I slammed the truck shut.
"Sit back kid, and enjoy the ride." He told me, I giggled and did as he said.
-
We're in the middle of town in front of a traffic light. I felt like we been here for a whole year.
"Hey Marie, aren't those your friends Holly and Elizabeth?" Daddy spoke through the silence. My friends? My eyes shot wide, unbuckling myself I stood on my feet to see over the dashboard, he was right.
"It is!" I squealed jumping up and down, they got into Elizabeth's mommy's car. I frowned, it's too late to say hi to them.
"We need to listen to music." He told me. I smiled, I know what he's going to put on. Our song; Stevie Wonders - Isn't She Lovely
Just as he pressed play, he blared the song. I leaned on the dashboard enjoying the beginngin tunes. This is why I love daddy, he's my world. I watched as he began to sing along, he has such amazing voice. I remember him singing to me when I littler.
A weird screeching caught in my ears, what was it? I turned around looking out the square back window to see a car coming fast in our direction. I hope he knows he was to stop, it's a red light. It's the law.
I noticed the car coming closer, I turned around to see the red light still on.
"Daddy, does that truck know he has to stop?" I asked interrupting his singing.
"What darling?" He asked, I sighed repeating myself. "That truck, does he know to stop?" I questioned again as the screeching sound continued. He turned around checking himself.
"Oh shit, Marie!" He called, but that's when I felt a strong jolt in the car. Did you ever watch those movies where a sad tragic appears and things soothe down to slow motion to catch every detail? That's how that moment felt. Gravity through my body forward, the sharp cuts piercing my face, my skin. A second or two of being a lightweight, and a moment to feeling my tiny body collide to the hot concrete.
Murmurs was whispered through my small ears. I squinted my eyes open to see red liquid drop down my face. I could barely see, my vision was blurry. I felt weak, lifeless.
"Daddy?" I groaned, talking caused so much pain. Inhales and exhales where hard for me. I just reclosed my eyes and faded in with the darkness.
-
"Marie?" I heard, I slowly open my sore eyes to a bright light. It caused me to squint. I notice a figure standing over me. It was mommy, I smiled.
"Mommy?"
"Oh Marie, thank goodness you're alive." She threw her arms around me, she had a tight grip on me. I felt her slowly pull away, she looked in the eyes, my blue eyes, to hers. She smiled.
"I'm glad to see your face again." She caressed my cheek, but it didn't feel smooth when she did. It felt rugged. I slowly placed my calms on my face, they feel like cuts. I began to breathe hard.
"They're boo-boos Marie, they'll fade away. I'm sure of it." I looked down to see a tiny blue cast resting on my left leg. How hard were we hit by that car?
Dad.
"Dad?" I called out. I turned my shift head to see him lying on the bed next to me. He was covered in blood. Aren't they going to clean him up? They cleaned me up.
"Daddy?!"I repeated louder, why won't he answer? My mother's grip tighted onto my body once more. She should be hugging daddy too. I looked over to a sound of shoes shuffling against the polish hospital floors. A nurse who had tears edging on her eyelids. One glance of me, and the tear drops dripped. Why is everyone so sad? Daddy and I are fine. She took one last heavy breath, as she placed a white sheet over the sir's body. I stiffly shook my head.
"No. You going to suffocate him." My little voice warned, but she just ignored me. Cold hands turned my attention from father, to my mother. She also had streaming tears.
"Sweetie, daddy is gone." Her voice cracked as she told me, I chuckled. "Silly mommy, daddy is right there." I pointed beside me to the bed he there lied on.
"No, Marie." Her lips for a second stop quivering and her voice turned to stone. "Remember Grandpa Henry, and how he's in Heaven now?" I nodded my head, I never stop thinking of him & Heaven. I had so many questions. "Well, God wanted an amazing angel, and at that moment, his eyes caught daddy's." I never wanted to jump to conclusions, because I might not know the true meaning of a situation. But at that moment, I felt my heart beat in anticapated My hope of faith smile, dropped down into depressing frown. "Daddy's with Grandpa Henry now." Her voice cracked.
I slowly turned my head to realize what's going on. He's not napping, he's not even breathing. He's dead. The struggling nurse had issues with his hospital bed.
"No, daddy promised." I said hoping off the bed, I lost my balance due to the heavy cast and the ivy stand. My clock was ticking, the nurse already had the bedset done out the room and heading down the hall.
That pinching pain of my palm urged as I pulled the needle from my skin.
"Daddy, wait for me!" I wobbled into the hallway. My body in jointed into a stranger's leg.
The brows furrowed, and his expressed questioned. "Marie Noel Miller?" He asked. I didn't have time to answer, I need my daddy. Moving him aside, I attempted to sprint down the hospital halls.
"Daddy, come back!" The sores in my throat screamed. My movements were causing pain, it was like needles pinching me over and over again.
"Marie!" Marie Noel!" My voices called behind me, but they shouldn't be calling my name. Nope, they should be calling daddy's. He's the one missing. I continued to try to sprint, at times even nearly fell because of the heavy cast. But that can't stop me now.
"Daddy, I need you." I said breathless. I leaned onto the walls to catch my breath, so much pain.
I turned to my left to see a mirror on the wall, that's my reflection? Is it one of those crazy funny mirrors? I stepped closer seeing my face clearer. I didn't even recognize myself. I touched my face, the cuts, they were deep. My last deep boo-boo became a scar. I slowly cried realizing what is happening right now.
"Marie?"
My mother's reflection was behind mine. She was a beautiful mess, I was an ugly disaster. I whipped around throughing myself into her arms.
"Daddy's gone." I whimpered.
"Daddy?" I hollered dropping my Ken & Barbie dolls in the soft mellow grass. I sprang up in a quickness running over to the beat up truck. "Daddy?"
"I'll be back Marie, I have to get some groceries." He said continuing to start the truck. Oh daddy, don't you get it now? Everywhere you go, I go. We're one of a kind together, remember? I dashed my tiny legs in front of the truck making my way around to the passenger side. Just as he finally started the truck, my hands quickly pulled on the door handle opening the passenger door. A deep sigh was given.
"Marie, you can't come. Your car seat is in the van, and I'm not switch cars." He disappointed me. I stood there and frowned, I tried the only weakness known to parents, the puppy face. My eyes locked on to his as we starred into each others eyes. Blue eyes, from to his brown eyes. He frowned, I smiled knowing I won this batte.
"Alright Marie, but remain in your seat. I can get a huge fine for letting you ride in this truck without a seat." He said while I began to crawl inside the truck. I took a seat, leaning over I slammed the truck shut.
"Sit back kid, and enjoy the ride." He told me, I giggled and did as he said.
-
We're in the middle of town in front of a traffic light. I felt like we been here for a whole year.
"Hey Marie, aren't those your friends Holly and Elizabeth?" Daddy spoke through the silence. My friends? My eyes shot wide, unbuckling myself I stood on my feet to see over the dashboard, he was right.
"It is!" I squealed jumping up and down, they got into Elizabeth's mommy's car. I frowned, it's too late to say hi to them.
"We need to listen to music." He told me. I smiled, I know what he's going to put on. Our song; Stevie Wonders - Isn't She Lovely
Just as he pressed play, he blared the song. I leaned on the dashboard enjoying the beginngin tunes. This is why I love daddy, he's my world. I watched as he began to sing along, he has such amazing voice. I remember him singing to me when I littler.
A weird screeching caught in my ears, what was it? I turned around looking out the square back window to see a car coming fast in our direction. I hope he knows he was to stop, it's a red light. It's the law.
I noticed the car coming closer, I turned around to see the red light still on.
"Daddy, does that truck know he has to stop?" I asked interrupting his singing.
"What darling?" He asked, I sighed repeating myself. "That truck, does he know to stop?" I questioned again as the screeching sound continued. He turned around checking himself.
"Oh shit, Marie!" He called, but that's when I felt a strong jolt in the car. Did you ever watch those movies where a sad tragic appears and things soothe down to slow motion to catch every detail? That's how that moment felt. Gravity through my body forward, the sharp cuts piercing my face, my skin. A second or two of being a lightweight, and a moment to feeling my tiny body collide to the hot concrete.
Murmurs was whispered through my small ears. I squinted my eyes open to see red liquid drop down my face. I could barely see, my vision was blurry. I felt weak, lifeless.
"Daddy?" I groaned, talking caused so much pain. Inhales and exhales where hard for me. I just reclosed my eyes and faded in with the darkness.
-
"Marie?" I heard, I slowly open my sore eyes to a bright light. It caused me to squint. I notice a figure standing over me. It was mommy, I smiled.
"Mommy?"
"Oh Marie, thank goodness you're alive." She threw her arms around me, she had a tight grip on me. I felt her slowly pull away, she looked in the eyes, my blue eyes, to hers. She smiled.
"I'm glad to see your face again." She caressed my cheek, but it didn't feel smooth when she did. It felt rugged. I slowly placed my calms on my face, they feel like cuts. I began to breathe hard.
"They're boo-boos Marie, they'll fade away. I'm sure of it." I looked down to see a tiny blue cast resting on my left leg. How hard were we hit by that car?
Dad.
"Dad?" I called out. I turned my shift head to see him lying on the bed next to me. He was covered in blood. Aren't they going to clean him up? They cleaned me up.
"Daddy?!"I repeated louder, why won't he answer? My mother's grip tighted onto my body once more. She should be hugging daddy too. I looked over to a sound of shoes shuffling against the polish hospital floors. A nurse who had tears edging on her eyelids. One glance of me, and the tear drops dripped. Why is everyone so sad? Daddy and I are fine. She took one last heavy breath, as she placed a white sheet over the sir's body. I stiffly shook my head.
"No. You going to suffocate him." My little voice warned, but she just ignored me. Cold hands turned my attention from father, to my mother. She also had streaming tears.
"Sweetie, daddy is gone." Her voice cracked as she told me, I chuckled. "Silly mommy, daddy is right there." I pointed beside me to the bed he there lied on.
"No, Marie." Her lips for a second stop quivering and her voice turned to stone. "Remember Grandpa Henry, and how he's in Heaven now?" I nodded my head, I never stop thinking of him & Heaven. I had so many questions. "Well, God wanted an amazing angel, and at that moment, his eyes caught daddy's." I never wanted to jump to conclusions, because I might not know the true meaning of a situation. But at that moment, I felt my heart beat in anticapated My hope of faith smile, dropped down into depressing frown. "Daddy's with Grandpa Henry now." Her voice cracked.
I slowly turned my head to realize what's going on. He's not napping, he's not even breathing. He's dead. The struggling nurse had issues with his hospital bed.
"No, daddy promised." I said hoping off the bed, I lost my balance due to the heavy cast and the ivy stand. My clock was ticking, the nurse already had the bedset done out the room and heading down the hall.
That pinching pain of my palm urged as I pulled the needle from my skin.
"Daddy, wait for me!" I wobbled into the hallway. My body in jointed into a stranger's leg.
The brows furrowed, and his expressed questioned. "Marie Noel Miller?" He asked. I didn't have time to answer, I need my daddy. Moving him aside, I attempted to sprint down the hospital halls.
"Daddy, come back!" The sores in my throat screamed. My movements were causing pain, it was like needles pinching me over and over again.
"Marie!" Marie Noel!" My voices called behind me, but they shouldn't be calling my name. Nope, they should be calling daddy's. He's the one missing. I continued to try to sprint, at times even nearly fell because of the heavy cast. But that can't stop me now.
"Daddy, I need you." I said breathless. I leaned onto the walls to catch my breath, so much pain.
I turned to my left to see a mirror on the wall, that's my reflection? Is it one of those crazy funny mirrors? I stepped closer seeing my face clearer. I didn't even recognize myself. I touched my face, the cuts, they were deep. My last deep boo-boo became a scar. I slowly cried realizing what is happening right now.
"Marie?"
My mother's reflection was behind mine. She was a beautiful mess, I was an ugly disaster. I whipped around throughing myself into her arms.
"Daddy's gone." I whimpered.
