Blood.
Chaos.
Remorse.
I remember
It was a sunny, bright day, and
I wore a yellow shirt
with Princess Belle printed on it.
“Catch me if you can!”
“Vroom Vroom”
“CRASH”
“Rinse with water!”
She howled in pain.
“Be quiet, don’t tell Mom! It’s going to be ok.”
She held back her tears.
Blood showered the bathroom sink.
I tried to rinse it off,
but the splattered blood dried;
Gravity pulled hard on my chest.
“I don’t know what to do.”
“Can you resist the pain?”
She shrieked as the water pricked her scars.
The ambulance came.
All eyes glared at me.
What have I done?
Now I have outgrown my yellow Belle shirt
But that stain of blood on it
has not been erased.
Ah-young Dana Park is a creative seventh grader who loves to bring her imagination to life through both writing and art. This is her first submission to a literary magazine, marking the beginning of what she hopes will be a lifelong journey in the creative arts.
Featured image by Caleb Woods.
