The Scar –  a short story

I hate scars!

I have a scar, it’s never seen and it’s the only thing that remains of my 7 year old self having a major accident. When I say accident, think of a small child walking into the road only to be knocked down by a lorry. The neighbours told me, much later, that I had bounced down the road. Lucky I  guess! Who knows what would have happened if the wheels had trampled over even the smallest part of me.

Mum wore a pink dressing gown with nothing underneath, that’s why she was standing by the door rather than beside us on the pavement. Apparently she ran down the road screaming with the gown flapping, everyone could see her naked body. People tell me she was beautiful. 

The driver stepped down from his lorry and ran back to see a small thing, me,  lying in the road. My navy blue uniform wrapped around my body, my knees grazed but my face covered in blood. He cried, my mother screamed at him. He had been speeding. She had been standing on the doorstep shouting instructions to us. She told us to cross. I was an obedient child so I crossed. She screamed for me to turn back to the pavement. It came too late I was in his pathway and I was frozen. When he saw me he tried to stop but it was too late. 

My little brother started to follow me into the road,  mum screamed and he jumped back to the pavement.  He was standing on the pavement looking at the commotion.  He was crying, fearful that he had done something wrong, nobody comforted him. 

I am not sure where this story is going, as I said I hate scars but I have one and it’s never changed in size or shape and only once in a while do I notice or think of it. Perhaps I will look a little later and try to remember how I felt as a child going to school with a scar!

2 thoughts on “The Scar –  a short story”

  1. Wow! Rita, that is such a powerful story and made all the more powerful in the way you have described it. It feels so vivid that I felt like I was actually there witnessing it for myself.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Hi Sheila, thank you for commenting. So lovely to hear how your response to it. I have been practising short stories and using my blog in this way. Will also post some quilting shortly to lighting things up xxx

      Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s