Story #3

STORY #3

Title of my Story: Happy Birthday

Genre: Drama

Logline: Sara and her mom had their last argument.

                        

My Story:

Sara and her mom never fought. Ever since her dad passed away, Sara was too scared of loosing another parent and so she never made her mom angry or sad. She kept her thoughts to herself and treasured her mom like she was her life.

But today, it was a bit hard for Sara to say all those sweet, sugar-coated words. For the first time since her dad left, Sara was upset with her mom.

“Sara, I know I shouldn’t have hid this from you, but dad is still alive.”

Instantly, the girl stopped whatever she was doing and looked into her mom’s eyes. A lot of emotions swirled in her gut, both negative and positive but mostly the latter. This was great news for her. She didn’t know why her mom had to lie about it. She missed her dad so much she couldn’t wait to see him!

“Then where is he??” asked her a bit too desperately.

“Sara, I know this will make you sad… Dad remarried someone.”

And her world crashed.

“That has to be a joke.”

“He got into prison for assault and her new wife left,” continued her not staring back at Sara. “I’m going to take their child under my care.”

Sara couldn’t utter anything but a weak “what?”

Her mom forced a smile and braved herself to look at her heartbroken daughter. “I’ll pick him up tomorrow. You’re going to love him. He’s so little and cute! He’s-”

“No.” With that, Sarah left the room.

The next morning, that boy that Sara hated came. Jim was his name. He looked so innocent and clueless. Sara can’t stand him. Every time Sara tried to tell him that he ruined their lives he would just stare back at her with his big, beady, blank eyes. Then he would say sorry with a small voice like he really meant it but Sara knew he did not understand at all. He was just 7 after all; what would he know?

A few months passed and out of a sudden, her mom got hospitalized. This sent her into a never ending panic. Sara dashed towards the hospital to see her mom once she heard the news.

She got beside her bed and asked her if she needed anything. But her mom reply was just a smile and to take care of Jim.

Sara just nodded weakly. In all honesty, she wanted to cry and ask her mom to say anything but that.

And then the dreaded day fell. Her mom passed away. And it was Sara’s birthday.

Sara felt weak. She was plunged deep into depression. She didn’t know what to do. Her mom’s last request was to take care of Jim. But how can she fulfill that for her?

A knock on her door woke her up from her thoughts. It was Jim. He was smiling. Sara wanted to slap him. But then her eyes moved down to settle on the birthday cake on his hands.

Tears pricked Sara’s eyes and at the same time Jim sung happy birthday.

Sara then realized that Jim was probably the last birthday present from her mom.