Once upon a time there lived a girl who had a ponderous load on her mind. Her life wasn’t a fairy tale. Her grandmother was an unscrupulous woman who would sardonically rebuke whatever the girl had to say. Her grandfather lived with his wife constantly attacked by insolent side comments, remarks or conversations. The girl’s grandfather was the sweetest person anyone could ever meet. Although he was constantly under poignant scrutiny, he never left his wife. Together their relationship was an anomaly but also had a droll aspect to it. The girl when ennui, would fanaticize about how some day she would remove her grandmother’s self imposed exaltation and with amazing temerity break free of all the rules inducing her grandmother’s coercionist world to collapse. However it would have to be a caprice in order for the girl’s scintillant plan to work. No matter how rapt she was in her imagination if her grandmother called she responded with the utmost politeness. When the girl dreamed she dreamed of being able to impel objects, it was one of her unusual idiosyncrasies; also it was tacit that she was effrontery. Her grandmother was always trying to solicitation and didn’t possess enough impetuosity to affect the girl. She was the superhero in her own world always saving her grandfather and having them live far away from the grandmother. However every morning she would wake up and give a sigh before she was summoned to the table for “family” breakfast. Her grandmother was candor in her nature and never missed a chance to deprecatorily smite someone in the paper, at the table, in the news or even someone that had recently died for some cause such as smoking. Whenever the girl would try to defend who ever her grandmother was going on about her words came out in desultory sentences. Her heart would palpitate terribly and the conversation would always certainly end in tumult with the grandmother’s I’m right your wrong speech. The girl had a filial relationship with her neighbor, they felt like sisters. The girl would tell her sister everything and vice versa. The grandmother didn’t like the friend at all. Whenever the girl wanted to go visit the grandmother would make her do all her homework and chores before she would grant permission. If she would even allow that! The two friends never saw each other much and lost contact with each other. They had become strangers to one another. After this heartbroken the girl became more miserable day by day. She gathered after a long while that her grandmother would never see that she was the wrong one. The girl grew up, internally rebellious. Collage age arrived and she moved out immediately. She regretted leaving her grandfather all alone but she could never return and live like she had. While in collage she wrote her grandmother a letter blatantly telling her how it was growing up with her. Her grandmother wrote back, and the girl knew that her grandmother would never see how terrible she really is. She laughed a bit then with a smile upon her lips it exploded into a flamboyant grin. A sudden caprice finally shattered the heavy weight that had for so long weighed upon her mind. She thought to herself I’m free. Then she shouted it “I’m Free!” Many people stared strangely at her. She recovered her dignity and ducked her head where a small smile peeked out.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 16.04.2010

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