This is a fun post being written to participate in the blogging event called “Finish It” being hosted by Author S B Mazing.
She carefully opened the door, not sure what to expect. It had been a while since she had visited. Nothing was the way she remembered and when her eyes finally got adjusted to the dark, what she saw made her shiver…
The bathroom mirror reflected a face she barely recognized. Her hair, once long and smooth, was frazzled and greasy. Her skin was wrinkled and dull, with a roadmap of lines erupting from the corners of her glassy eyes. “What has happened to me?” she thought to herself as she begrudgingly turned on the unforgiving overhead light.
Just then she heard the sound of rapidly approaching feet, and moments later, fists on the door. The unintelligible screaming of her captor was only slightly muted by the paper-thin, lightweight door of the cheap apartment she was being housed in. Knowing if enough force was applied, the door would give way, she sighed and begged “Just give me a minute. Just one minute. Please?”
This pleading only served to infuriate her captor more, who responded by letting out a series of guttural shrieks that easily communicated feelings of sheer ire, even though the words were garbled and slurred together. Aware that her time was limited, she quickly stripped off her clothes, paying minimal attention to the unknown streaks and stains that decorated the shoulder of her favorite tee from the 5K she did in college. “College.” She thought as she turned on the shower. “I was so…free…” The thought trailed off as stepped into the cool water. No time to wait for the water to warm up, as it would only be a matter of minutes until her captor discovered the door had been left unlocked.
With expert hands, she quickly washed her hair, and decided, yet again, to skip shaving her legs. She was so tired. Again, she heard pounding coming from the door, but under the stream of steadily heating water, it was even more muffled. “Just one more minute!” she yelled, knowing full well she only had 30 more seconds, tops. Ducking her head back, she breathed in the steamy air and felt a tiny bit of tension leave her weary body. “If only this could last forever. Or for 5 more minutes,” she thought to herself as she stretched her achy neck.
At that second, the door burst open, and the shower curtain was forcefully ripped back.
From the edge of the tub, her captor stared up at her. Bright eyes, and a wide, toothless grin replaced what had been a mask of rage just moments before.
“Okay, okay. You found me. I give up,” she said with a smile.
“Mama!” replied her captor with glee.
“Yes, Baby. I am your mama,” she said as she wrapped herself in a robe, and swooped down to pick up her captor. Glancing back in the mirror briefly, she felt oddly comfortable knowing that even as she morphed into someone different -someone nearly unrecognizable to her previous self- she was perfect in the eyes of this little beast. She turned off the light. “Goodbye, shower. Until next time,” she said, as she quickly shut the door.
Hold Me, Don't Hold ME 
Hahaha… oh my… I remember those days… and even still now I feel I can not take a shower for the amount of time I would like to… Beautiful! Love it! Thank you so much for participating!
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Reblogged this on Author S B Mazing and commented:
And a totally different twist here. How amazing. Enjoy this post, written for my Blog Event ‘Finish It!’…
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Love this story so much! Made me laugh… I can send mine out now, but they still just come in and every now and then I get the “how much longer?”… Oh my… remember the time when we were able to shower for as long as we wanted to???
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I’m so glad you liked it! It was really fun to do. I’m having trouble getting the link to work. I’m not sure if it actually linked to my page from your blog? Either way, it was super fun to do. Thanks again for such a great idea!
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Don’t worry, it is all good. I think it linked to my home page. That’s fine too 🙂
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Sorry, I meant the reblog… that link doesn’t work. I’m loving all the stories coming in. Such creativity!
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It is!
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I am pretty sure every mom can relate 🙂
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Sometimes it’s mom who says ‘hold me don’t hold me.’ I remember those days. Great piece of writing!
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LOL… Having found this post on Author S B Mazing’s event Finish It, I began reading your story there and then traveled to your page to complete the story. I didn’t want to lose building tension in the story so I didn’t even look to see what your blog was about. Imagine my surprise when it went from this poor woman being held captive by some alcoholic man(?) to being her own child! Brilliant, absolutely brilliant! I am eager to see what other stories you come up for Finish It challenges!
☀ Memee
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Thank you so much for the kind words! I am glad you enjoyed the story. Having a toddler has really changed just about everything regarding my morning routine, showers especially! I will keep an eye out for anything you may offer up during this fun event!
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Mine was called A Matter of Perfect Timing… here is the direct link:
http://memeesmusings.com/2015/02/11/a-matter-of-perfect-timing/
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What a fun story! My younger daughter has 4 children, the ol
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Sorry. Accidentally posted before I was finished!
the oldest is 11, the youngest is 5. A few years ago, someone asked her what she did in her spare time. She answered, “Take a shower.” Your story was great.
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Thanks for reading it, and for the funny story. So true! We are currently visiting Baby 1.0’s grandparents, and yesterday I took the hottest, longest most exquisite shower… it was the stuff of dreams!
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Keep up the good work!
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