Cloud White 19, French Grey 5, Vellum 1

[justice_turtle]

Name: Peter
Story: JT's Mixed Bag
Colors: Cloud White 19 (looking for shapes in the clouds), French Grey 5 (It is better to learn wisdom late than never to learn it at all), Vellum 1 (coda)
Supplies and Styles: Fingerpainting, Brush (#753), Oils (conditional love), Fabric, Charcoal, Pastels (youth), Novelty Beads (A heart that won't quit)
Word Count: 131
Rating: Teen
Warnings: child abuse, implied Bible-thumping



They say that such and such a one was "born, not made". I was born and then made.

I was born a child. I was made to stay a child. Take and shape, twist and turn.

All things come from those in charge. I ask before I rest, or I am lazy; I ask before I eat, before I drink.

He who does not work shall not eat. Do your work.

How can I grow? I am not alive. I am only a statue, shaped and built, pressed into a mold to show the skill of the sculptor.

I was once stone, strong and stable. I was beaten into clay, never to stand on my own.

What's this pebble? It won't break. Oh, throw that away. It's only the child's soul.

Comments

[finch]

Oh, that's... evocative, for only a hundred words.

[justice_turtle]

Thank you. :S

[bookblather]

Ow. That's a lot of hurt packed into a very few words. Well done.

[justice_turtle]

Thanks. :-(

[kay_brooke]

Such a heartbreaking impact, in so few words. Well done!

[justice_turtle]

Thank you. :S

[shipwreck_light]

You do have a way with the cramming the everything into the very little. It's like magic. Horrible, heartbreaking magic.

...never stop using your powers for this.

[justice_turtle]

Thanks. *dry grin* It's a hell of a power to have, but it's got its uses. :-)