I Wish (Short Story) – Part 1

I wish I would have been able to have a normal childhood. I wish I would have cherished you, because maybe then you would have stayed.

Now you may be thinking ‘Who is this person, why must they have to give up on something so precious?’ Well that person is me, Marionette. I was born in Indiana on February 29, 1986 to two beautiful parents who I wish I didn’t take for granted. You see my mom was a nurse, she died while giving birth to my little sister Anne in 1989, so I didn’t really have the chance to properly meet or talk with her. My dad on the other hand raised my sister while working as a busy lawyer, him and I were extremely close until a week after my ninth birthday when he died in a car accident on his way to pick up my younger sister and I from school. I remember waiting there for him, and wondering what was keeping Anne from coming out of the school building until she ran out screaming my name “Marionette! Marionette!” by the time she reached me I remember seeing tears well in her eyes.  “Come on, quick. It’s dad!” she could just barely get those last few words out.

After arriving at the principal’s office we called our Grandpa who then drove us to the hospital. When we arrived we had been told that he wasn’t going to make it. Grandpa took us to dad’s room where we said our goodbyes. The last thing he said to me was “don’t cry, you’re too strong for that Marionette.” Grandpa took us to his home where we would live from then on. He was almost never home, his life devoted to his job. My life basically consisted of going to school and taking care of Anne and my Grandma who was dying of Lung and Bronchial cancer, I began falling into a deep depression with no way out hoping one day that all the bad things in life would just disappear and I could go back to being the old energetic and cheerful Marionette, the Marionette before she lost her meaning to life, when Dad was there.

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