CW: Evil has many faces.

“She crouched behind the sofa in terror as a hand came through the window.”
a prompt for this week’s CW piece.
[Source: @DailyPrompt]


“Babe, why can’t we put the sofa by the window again?” – Todd asked his wife as they were arranging furniture in their new home.

“I told you so many times. Because I don’t like it. It throws everything off” – she replied and walked out of the room.

“Yea, but why?” – he persisted, following her to the kitchen.

“Alright. I’ll tell you” – she capitulated, figuring out that they should start their marriage with honesty and openness.

“It was 1991 and I was watching Home Alone. My parents were at an office Christmas party, and Robbie was over at his buddy’s.

“Don’t watch too much TV” – mother said before leaving.

“Remember that Santa is always watching and he’ll know if you’re naughty or nice” – dad followed up.

They were finally out the door and I could do whatever I wanted. My happiness knew no bounds.

It was when the robbers started sneaking around Kevin’s house that I heard a weird noise outside. The sound of dry leaves being crushed. I thought it was our dog – Happy. The noise stopped as soon as it started, so I shook it off and came up with an explanation. It seemed like Daddy was right – Santa was watching. However, the more of the movie I saw, the wearier I was of the sounds surrounding me.

“It’s just my imagination” – I repeated after Kevin.

Right there and then I heard a faint sound of a window opening. It was too early for Santa to come bearing gifts. He always waited until I was asleep. I slowly turned around and saw a hand on the windowsill. Someone was trying to get in. I was on the ground floor. I thought that maybe if I was quiet, the robbers wouldn’t see me, so I got off the couch and crouched on the floor. You have to understand – I was 5. It was scary.”

“Oh, my, I’m sorry, sweetheart. I never knew this happened to you. Were you OK? What was stolen?” – Todd asked, embracing Tanya.

“Well, nothing was stolen…”

“Did you chase them away like Kevin?” – he asked with a smile.

“Not exactly. Turned out, it was Robbie and Will. They snuck out of Will’s house and decided to play a prank on me. They knew I was watching TV and the window was loose.”

“So nothing happened?”

“NOTHING HAPPENED?” – she asked, pulling away from him.


“No, nothing happened. Aside from me almost having a heart attack at the age of 5. And being terrified of sitting with my back to a window my whole life. No, nothing happened” – she said and walked out the door.

“Put the sofa wherever you want” – she said as she opened the door, and then closed it right back, walking off into the distance.


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  1. Humans. We forget that we’re all different, and that not everyone is as strong as we are. What Todd’s wife experienced might seem like a simple, harmless prank to most people, but to her, it’s a traumatising experience that still clearly haunts her. To be fair (to Todd), it is very difficult to put ourselves in other people’s shoes at times.

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    1. Thank you.
      I think the times were different a while back. I remember staying in by myself at the age of 7. Maybe I pushed it too far when I wrote “5”. Thanks for raising a valid question.

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      1. Hey Goldie, hope you are keeping well – l think the youngest l was when l was left alone, was about 10, l remember this well because of your story, l was 10, my sister was 5 and l was babysitting her whilst my parents were next door. They crept back, and back then in Australia we had this huge loungeroom window and it was close to the ground and my parents crept under it, and as the curtains were open, my sister and l were watching tv, and then my parents jumped up and scared the absolute crud out of us both – hence why l liked the story in the first place 🙂

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        1. Left with a 5-year-old at 10? That’s almost like staying in alone at 5. Tomayto, tomahto.
          You’re in the UK now, though. Right? What were you doing in AU?
          Ha! Your parents sound like total rascals.
          I’m glad I was able to bring this memory to the forefront. I hope that you laugh at it… now.

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          1. I didn’t agree with it then anymore than l agree with a 5 year old being left with a ten year old, or a 5 year old being left by themselves. But l was ten and l didn’t rule the house, my father did.

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              1. Hey Goldie 🙂

                Yes l think they do … when l was a kid, maybe the same for you. I am 56 this month, but when l was 10 as the example here it was 1973 and back then kids didn’t have any say in the matter whatsoever to anything. My father especially believed kids were not to be heard and if he had it his complete way, lol, not even seen.

                These days l think in many respects children are wiser, they have learnt that they have more say, they can speak louder and get heard more and by more.

                Trying to keep that balanced is l think the real hardship, children are still kids, and adults are still parents, sometimes there is horibble role reversals and then balance is shot.

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                1. I’m glad you wrote the last paragraph, because I started to think that you are for kids ruling the household. There definitely needs to be a balance. I, too, feel like I was invisible as a kid. Not that my parents didn’t care for me. They did. It’s just that they saw me only as a kid. But a parent is still a parent, and excluding pathological situations, they should be the heads.

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  2. Yes very much so, sadly our world is going so fast these days – and it’s not, it is just the digital processes make the world appear to be going faster. But l feel that kids are not enjoying their childhoods for long and there is way too many expectations on them to become adults sooner than they need to be.

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