Her Own Wings
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  • Parts 27
  • Time 3h 52m
  • Reads 171
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 27
  • Time 3h 52m
Complete, First published Feb 25, 2018
Liz grew up in a house that looked picture perfect.  A Mother, Father and younger sister.  Looks are deceiving.

Sir, her father, is an alcoholic and drug abuser.  When he's sober, he's the greatest guy to be around.  When drunk, he's someone to avoid.

Liz learned at a young age it was better to be seen and not heard.  When Sir got drunk, Liz stayed in her room and struggled to be quiet so she didn't draw attention to herself.  She began using her imagination at a young age to self soothe.  Liz had a full family, who were loving and supporting in her imaginary world.

As she got older, her imaginary world changed.  Gone were the fantastical beasts from her childhood, sand replaced with her imaginary perfect family, perfect boyfriend, perfect everything.  When things got tough, Liz escaped reality.

Now, as an adult, wife and mother, when tragedy strikes she finally needs to learn to live fully in the real world.  Can she give up her perfect world?
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"All ready?" My mom says cheerfully "Because you look ready to go." "All ready." I say before I look out the window. She starts up the truck and heads out of the driveway. Some time through the drive my mom starts small talk. "So, how are you?" She asks politely "Was it decent? Okay?" "It was" I kind of think it over before continuing "It was... Not the place for me. Kind of like trying to put the square block in the triangle hole. I didn't fit in. Always being yelled at, I suppose." "I see" My mom begins "I am sorry for not talking more to you. Life has been busy. But I am glad to see you making a change for the better. If that is or was in your mind." I just nod. "My life wasn't fair there." I open up about what has been happening. "It was always about my step siblings or step mom. Always expecting me to be there, when they weren't there for me. Being expected to drop everything even if they knew several months in advance. My step mom wasn't the parent I needed. And my dad didn't step in to stop it." My mom sighs, just nodding as she listens. I know I should have chosen to live with her. But all those years ago my dad wasn't dating anyone. But to be honest neither was my mom. I feel bad now choosing dad over her. As I look out the window, my eyes feel heavy, and before I even know it I'm asleep.