You Can Tell Mother Anything, Dear

Written in response to: Write a story that includes the phrase “Maybe in another life.”... view prompt

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LGBTQ+ Sad

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As well as hints to suicide, the below contains a slur used against gay men(f@g), uncensored

"Another Life, by Penelope Smith."

"One stood there

In front of the crystalline mirror

Tears running down their face

Showing the hurt to an individual

Who would never dare tell another"

"One stared at brown eyes

Wishing they were blue

Staring at the matted black hair

Wishing it was long and brown

Staring at the square sharp jaw

Wishing it was smooth and soft like the Moonlight"

"Maybe in another life

She could live as what she perceived herself as

Instead of the confinements of her body

And the pressure and hate of the world caging her

Maybe in another life

She could be free"

"Free to wear dresses

Free to wear skirts

Free to walk into a women's bathroom

Free to wear makeup without being called a fag"

"One stood there

In front of the crystalline mirror

Tears running down their face

Showing the hurt to an individual

Who would never dare tell another"

"One stared at brown eyes

Wishing they were blue

Staring at the matted black hair

Wishing it was long and brown

Staring at the square sharp jaw

Wishing it was smooth and soft like the Moonlight"

"Maybe in another life

She could live as what she perceived herself as

Instead of the confinements of her body

And the pressure and hate of the world caging her

Maybe in another life

She could be free"

"Maybe in another life

She could truly be her

Her: Penelope Smith

Not him: John Smith"

"...."

"...."

"...."

"We should have listened.."

"Katie it's not our-"

"He- she was our baby.. And we didn't listen!"

"Katie-"

"We didn't listen when she told us hi- her clothes were too tight, too suffocating."

"I experienced that at my-"

"We should have listened when she felt like vomiting when she looked at the mirror!"

"Baby-"

"We should have listened when she told us she felt like dyin- she died! Our baby is dead because we didn't listen, we didn't see Johnathan!"

"Kids are mes-"

"This wasn't a game someone twisted our child to play, John!"

"We don't-"

"For years, for years and years we've heard this- our child stole her sisters clothes, she tried to change her name to J, we should have seen it!"

"Katherine, you can't blame yourse-"

"I'm Penelope's mother, how could I not blame myself Johnathan?"

"Be-"

"She's dead, because we were too stuck in the past-"

"I threw his things away! It's the damned liberals that killed our child Katherine, not us!"

"I-...."

".....We did nothing wrong. They ruined our boy."

"John..."

"It's the truth Katie. They poisoned his poor God damn mind."

"Johnathan."

"He was doomed as soon as we sent him to that scho-"

"Johnathan!"

"What?!"

"What did you tell our child?!"

"The truth, Katherine! Being one of those God damned transgenders is wrong, it's attention seeking and-.... Did.. Did you just slap me?"

"Did you tell my child I wouldn't love her?"

"You shouldn't! It's wrong, it's scum!"

"John- I..."

"I can't believe you thi-"

"Go John..."

"What?"

"Go."

"What do you mean-"

"Go Johnathan, leave!"

"Pft- leave? Leave wha-"

"Leave me and this house, John! That's what I mean!"

"Pft! You don't mean that Kather-"

"I do! I love my child, and if she- I- ... oh.."

"Ha! Wow... I can't believe this."

"Leave!"

"Ha! Fine, enjoy mourning that scum!"

"She was our daughter! Our child!"

"Stop calling John she!"

"That's what she was, Johnathan! Now leave!"

"God damn you, Katherine."

"And God damn you too, John, and may someone ruin what you hold dear and kill it!"

"Oh my baby... Mommy's so so so sorry..."

"I hope you're doing well.."

"I.. I wrote this.. For you.."

"Tell Mother, by Katherine "Katie" Smith..."

"Eleven years turned into the wait of nine months

And nine months gave birth to you

My dear child

My dear child who I would hold tight when the nightmares came

My dear child who lived sixteen years"

"I never said a word

And it led to your demise

A mother is to hold you close

And tell you the wonders of what you are"

"My darling

Penelope

The child who stayed up all night

Singing her lungs out

The child who wanted to stare at the stars

And fly to the sky"

"I never said a word

And it led to your demise

A mother is to hold you close

And tell you the wonders of what you are"

"I wish you knew

Your father was wrong

And mother would love you so

No matter what, my dear"

"But I never said a word

I never said a word

And it led to your demise

A mother is to hold you close

And tell you the wonders of what you are"

"I wish I said

'You can tell mother, anything dear'

No matter what your father would say

I wish I said

'I'll hold you forever dear'

No matter if your father left the two of us"

"But I never said a word

I never said a word

And it led to your demise

A mother is to hold you close

And tell you the wonders of what you are"

"It led to your demise

My dear Penelope

I'm so so sorry

I hope you know dear

Mother loves you"

"I never said a word

I never said a word

And it led to your demise

A mother is to hold you close

And tell you the wonders of what you are"

"But hopefully in the next life

My dear Penelope

You are you

Happy and true"

"Oh my darling- oh I love you- Mommy's so sorry-"

"Sh- sh sh- it's okay, Katie- she's up there in heaven now- with God, as a lovely daughter.."

"Mom.. I failed her- I failed-"

"No no dear- the world failed you and your daughter... It's not your fault dear... It's not your fault.."

"Mom.. I should've-"

"There's nothing you could have done.. It would all have to happen on Penelope's own accord.. She wasn't ready to sing her truth, not yet.."

"Oh mother..."

"... I know dear.. I know.."

May 04, 2023 16:43

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