Taken Stories

“Gilli, what did you do?” “I'm fine, really.” “No, sweetheart, you aren't. I can see it in your eyes. Let me see.” He gently takes her hand and cradles it in his. He hisses in empathetic pain. “Okay, not nothing, love." He gently wraps her burnt hand in a cool, wet tea towel and leads her to the kitchen table. “Sit, Gilli, I’ll be back in a minute with the first aid kit.” She sits, perfectly malleable, for the moment. Not...

You know my heart And to you it says fear; Trembles before your power, Falls before your hate. By your hands have you taken hold Of an injured soul in need of love. An injured person who’s all alone And whose weakness you now own. You lead me to believe you will help me; All I have to do is ask. From me nothing will you take Until I believe he is fake. You rob my family of their lives, Yet it is God who I blame. Drain my...

I watched. I slipped. I fell. We unraveled; shattered. Irrepareable.-Ellen Hopkins, Identical.Sometimes families aren't how they appearPeople hide behind smiles, laughs,liesPeople hide the truthBut I saw and I changed.You took away my childhood.