11/22/22 Mykala

 Mykala

“Mykala! Bring me a glass of water. I am thirsty,” her father shouts. After impatiently waiting for a few moments, no water is brought. “Mykala!” He receives no response. Begrudgingly he gets up and gets himself a glass of water.

“Mykala! What are you doing? The pigs need fed!” She does not respond. “Mykala stop daydreaming and go feed our animals, that is your job!” After seeing no movement, he goes to grab the various scraps to throw in the pigs trough. “Must I do everything myself?”

“Mykala! Light the candles, it is getting dark in this house.” The candles remain dark. “Do you want us tripping over everything we own girl? Why will you not listen to me?” he shouts. As he is lighting the candles his wife walks in the door.

“Hello love, how was your day,” she asks in a comforting tone, rubbing her husband's back as he lights the last candle in the house. He says nothing, and only stares past the candle. The little flame illuminates a small portrait of a young girl.

“Mykala. I’m so sorry,” he cries. His wife holds him as they both break down into tears on the floor.


The End

11/22/22

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