Genre: General Fiction
My Eyes Opened
My eyes were blurred.
The Bus came and I tried to reach my hand out for help, but I was too slow.
Laying motionless my mind began to slowly clear. He kicked me out the van!
“I’m leaving”! I had yelled.
“F*** You then”!…
…The last words I could remember.
“Oh my God” voices whimpered all around me. The Bus! They saw me!
My eyes opened, “Mom”?
“Rest honey, you’re safe”.
A week later and at home, I began to see.
“You’re grounded!” Dad grinned at me. I managed a small laugh.
And all I could think of?
Was that I wish I would have listened.
Story picture prompt from The Friday Fictioneers