Five years old, elective mute.
Her
parents brought her to therapy
on employee assistance - five sessions
max.
Four and a half sessions, she played.
I talked, waited, hoped. Twenty
minutes left.
I told her "Last chance, Please tell me now."
This is really a stunning poem, Victoria.
ReplyDeleteIt had me holding my breath too!
WOW!!!!!!!! Fantastic!!!!!!!!!! I am so glad she told.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteIt is so hard to reach children who have been hurt...I am also glad she trusted enough to speak. She needed to know someone cared.
ReplyDeletewow! a hard hitting poem. those child abusers thought they can get away...
ReplyDeleteThis time they didn't get away with it.
DeleteDark secrets can be persuaded to be revealed under right conditions and circumstances. Must be something sinister and serious that it should involve the police!
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Yes.
DeleteBless the narrator here who had me holding my breath up to the very last. God bless the child.
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ReplyDeleteYou can imagine the frightened child not knowing what to say and understand what had happened to her when everything safe about her had now been shattered by abuse. Wonderful piece of writing.
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