A while ago I would do a writing test where a friend would send a picture and I would have to write 1000 words in the form of a story about it. You know how they say a picture can speak a thousand words, the other thing with this was I was not allowed to spend any time thinking about it – that I would be sent a picture and just write whatever came out. I like it – it’s fun. It’s weird as when you read back through it – quite often you don’t really recall writing it – but it’s a good exercise, and I’ve started it again – so here is the first one.
This is the picture:
So here is the story:
‘What is she doing……Ellie what is your sister doing? Ellie? Ok then Honey, what are you trying to be little Susie, what are you doing?’
‘She’s being a panda!’ and Ellie flounced away.
She had a knack for knowing what her little sister was doing. What she was thinking. Or maybe she just made it up and everyone had come to believe whatever Ellie said Susie was thinking or doing or wanting. Susie never put up any complaint so people just went along with it – anything for an easy life – never stopping once to ask a question or think about how Ellie would know.
Ellie had a theory. It was that she had magical powers. Her Mother had another theory – but we won’t go into that one.
Ellie had longed for a sister, she had written to Santa every year begging him for a sister. One year she even said that she would go without any new dolls house furniture and maybe even without any new dolls as long as Santa brought her a little sister. She didn’t ask her Mom – she didn’t even think to, she just thought if she prayed at night and was a good little girl and asked Santa nicely then she would get what she was wanting.
Thing is she knew she wasn’t always a good little girl – but she was never too bad – not like Tara from next door, she was just positively hideous. And yet somehow, Ellie was pretty sure she still got gifts at Christmas.
Four years ago Ellie was extra especially good, at least for the run up to Christmas and she really thought that she would be able to get her wish granted, that her dream would come true. But she saw how fat her Mommy was getting and thought that all their spare money must be being spent on pie and she knew that children cost a lot of money – she kept being told that, frequently it was said when she came home from school with another hole in her tights or her new shoes scuffed up. She couldn’t help it. It wasn’t her fault, but still her Mom would tell her off, yet still she’d come home all scuffed up. She couldn’t help that she liked to climb trees. It wasn’t her fault that she didn’t’ have a brother to help teach her how to get down again…..or to have a Dad present long enough to pick her up out of the tree and get her home safely, so you see, it really wasn’t her fault.
She looked back at Susie on the carpet and smiled. That Christmas, the one where her mom got super fat had been the best ever. Christmas morning came and Ellie saw lots of presents at the foot of her bed, at first she was super excited and in mid clap and dance around her bedroom she stopped and fell to the floor. This meant she had no little sister. Again!!
She soon forgot about it as she unwrapped her presents but as the days ticked on she started to feel sad again. She knew that everything would be better if she had her little sister.
A week after Christmas her Dad was around more than normal and her Mom wasn’t. She was woken in the middle of the night with her Dad saying that she had a new baby sister. She rubbed her eyes in confusion and went back to sleep, when she woke in the morning she barely remembered her weird dream. She went to eat breakfast and saw her Dad all ready to leave the house.
‘Hurry up Ellie, we have to get to the hospital!’
‘Why, who is hurt?’ she innocently replied. Her Dad sighed so she went back upstairs, ignoring her breakfast and got dressed.
They got to the hospital in no time at all and there was her Mom all wrapped up in bed. Ellie had gasped out loud for their in her Mom’s arms was another little bundle and there was no mistaking what this was. It was everything Ellie had been dreaming of!
The reality had not been quite so good for the first few months – the baby just seemed to cry and be sick and make horrible smells and Ellie was starting to feel very pleased that she had not forgone any of her toys for this thing. But slowly the little baby that was also known as Susie started to develop and grow and soon enough she was crawling around which was much more fun.
She ignored everyone though. At first Ellie thought she was rude, and then she found it super funny – then the trips to the hospital started.
Susie was almost totally deaf; they didn’t think there was anything that could be done.
Ellie was confused, she didn’t really understand and would continuously; unconsciously stroke her sister’s ears, willing them to work. Something about this action made a bond so incredibly thick between the sisters, one that no one could break, and this was when Ellie started speaking for her sister, and Susie seemed just fine with it.
Two years later, Ellie decided it would be great fun if they could have a pet. She asked for a dog and it was a loud resounding no. So she told the whole world that Susie wanted a panda. If she had a panda then she would stop pretending not to hear people.
This went on for a year. The panda never arrived, neither did a baby brother. All that changed was her Dad was around less and less until she realised one day she hadn’t seen him for almost a year. On that day she dressed up Susie as a Panda and called her Blossom. She told everyone that this was what Susie wanted and Susie just sat there and chuckled. Each time someone called her Blossom she would chuckle. And Ellie felt that this made everything Ok in the world again.