Monday, December 31, 2007

Mummy I'm Scared...



























It was late. Mummy came in and tucked little Marina into bed.

“mummy, i’m scared of growing up.”

“Why?”

“i don’t want to get into bad things… i’m scared. because i know that’s what grown-ups do. they always get into difficult situations. but i don’t want to. i like how it is now. i don’t want to grow up..”

“But you’re going to have to grow up no matter…”

“can i choose not to, mummy?”

“No you can’t… just like how you can’t stop the sun from rising, or the river from flowing, or people from dying. You will have to face problems everyday when you're grown up. But you will learn to deal with it.”

“but i don’t want to… what if i fail? and can never ever find my way out…”

“You will, sayang. I will be here to guide if you need me.”

“promise?”

“Promise...”

“goodnight, mummy...”

Mummy gives Marina a peck on her cheek and vanished into the darkness.

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