An Unforgettable History

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

Modern Revenge Scheming

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Clara strolled down the hall ways,her glasses tightly fixed to her eyes as the breeze blew rapidly sending chills down her spine.

A smiled sneaked across her face remembering the good-bad days of her youth when she saw tow little children arguing over a toy.

She walked towards them as they were both engrossed in their argument,"Hello kids.."She interrupted.

The kids turned to her panting,"Miss Clara it's mine!"The older one whined tucking the toy to herself,"You're lying,it's mine you borrowed it"The other half yelled fighting back to drag off the toy.

"It's alright kiddos!,how about this??"She stated smiling to see their reaction as the kids turned waiting keenly to hear what she has to say.

Clara took the toy and gave to the small kid,

"But......"

"Shhh!"She shushed her up immediately with a warm smile,"Is she your age mate precious??"She asked.

"No Miss Clara"The older one name precious answered grumpily with squeezed face.

"Come here honey..."Clara placed her hands on her shoulders squatting to her level,"Darling!.....time will come when this toy wouldn't be so important to you....the more you grow ,the more responsible you become and you'll have much responsibility too....I thought she's you're friends?"She explained asking.

Precious nodded staring at her friend Miracle as a slight smile creeped onto her lips.

"Now tell me darling...is it right to share things with your friends??"Clara asked further.

"Yes it is "Precious responded lowering her face in guilt as she fidgeted with the hem of her gown.

"Then why dragging??...When she's done with it she'll get it back to you,that's what friends do!they'll never spoil your things or do things that'll hurt you okay??"She reassured her as she raised her head smiling broadly."Yes please "She grinned wider.

Clara turned to Miracle with a fake frown,"Hope you'll return it??"She asked.

Miracle stared at the toy,then at precious and back to Clara,"yes I will "She responded tenderly.

"Good girl and don't spoil it okay??"Clara smiled patting her gently on the hair,"yes please"Miracle happily responded grinning,she walked to her friend pushing her gently by the arm,"I won't spoil it I promise "She stated which got her friend smiling.

Clara smiled watching the kids leave her sight,if only she could rewind time!If only her past was as perfect as these kids, she wouldn't have had any regrets at all.

"Miss Clara??"She heard her name from behind as she felt a tap on her shoulders

"Yes please?"She responded.

"Jeez I've been calling your name, where's your mind huh??"Mrs Annabel her colleague teased.

"Ugh,I'm sorry just a little stressed out!"She replies smiling warmly.

"Ohh so sorry, ma'am asked me to call you it's time for the meeting,hope everyone is gone??"She asked blabbing.

"Yes, they're... thanks,let's go then"Clara stated as they both walked to the hall of meeting.

The meeting went smoothly as the proprietress corrected their faults.

She left for home feeling a little bit dizzy,"mummy...mummy!!"She heard her kids voice as they rushed towards her.

Angel David Micheal and Sophia were her four kids.

"Uhm mum Sophia has been whining,she wouldn't eat her golden morn"Angel complained as soon as they got to their mum."And is that your good afternoon??"Clara retorted.

"Sorry mum.. good afternoon"Angel corrected giggling sheepishly.

"So you can't even take care of your junior sis eh?,how will you take care of yourself when you go into the university??"Clara questioned carrying Sophia.

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