"I'm sorry that you are disappointed, Millie", her mother said as Millie stomped out of the room. Mrs. Brock turned and looked at her husband sadly as she sunk into the couch next to him. She hated disappointing Millie, but lately it seemed to be necessary more and more often. Where had the last 16 years gone? Life was so much easier when Millie was happy just to go for ice cream or to the zoo. Now it was boys and parties; parties that she and her husband didn't approve of.
Millie had told them about tonight's party nearly a week ago. She had been so excited, telling them that everyone would be there - especially all the important people. She just had to go or her high school career would be over! She was always so dramatic. They hadn't given her an answer but instead told her they would let her know later.
Knowing most of the other parents, Mrs. Brock had checked around to see what she could learn about this party. What she learned was that it was not a party she was going to let Millie attend. She knew that Mr. Brock would back her up on this. They had discussed the party at great length. They knew Millie would be furious but her safety was much more important to them. They could handle her anger.
It seems the party was being held at the home of the Bartons. One of the boys was a year older than Millie and had a couple of brothers who were also high school age. It was a well known fact around town that the Barton boys openly smoked and drank. Not only that, but apparently, the parents allowed the boys to drink at home, furnishing the booze for them. The word had already circulated that there would be a keg at this party. In spite of, or maybe because of this, the brothers were quite popular at school.
Mr. and Mrs. Brock were not prudes, nor even tee-totallers. They shared an ocassional glass of wine or drank a beer at times. But they were adults. They would never approve of teenagers drinking. That is a disaster waiting to happen. What could those parents be thinking? The danger in that situation was unfathomable. They loved Millie way too much to let her attend that party.
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Millie had heard all the buzz around school about the party. It was to be THE PARTY of the year! All the in-crowd would be there. She couldn't believe she had even been invited. After all, she was barely 16 and just a sophomore. Most of the kids going would be juniors and seniors. This was her big chance to be somebody; to be one of the popular kids!
How could her parents be so unreasonable! They always treated her like a baby! Just because there would be drinking going on didn't mean she had to drink. She was almost an adult. She could take care of herself. They were going to ruin her life!
She had stomped out of the living room and slammed the door to her bedroom. Life was so unfair. She cried as she flung herself across the bed. Now all chances she had of being popular were gone. Her parents were so mean. How could they do this to her? Didn't they love her?
This piece is purely fictional and was written in response to this week's GBE2 writing group's prompt - Write a story from 2 perspectives.
Until next time...that's my view.
Kat
How could her parents be so unreasonable! They always treated her like a baby! Just because there would be drinking going on didn't mean she had to drink. She was almost an adult. She could take care of herself. They were going to ruin her life!
She had stomped out of the living room and slammed the door to her bedroom. Life was so unfair. She cried as she flung herself across the bed. Now all chances she had of being popular were gone. Her parents were so mean. How could they do this to her? Didn't they love her?
This piece is purely fictional and was written in response to this week's GBE2 writing group's prompt - Write a story from 2 perspectives.
Until next time...that's my view.
Kat
I know exactly how this goes! I had a teenage daughter and she often told me there was no way I could love her...I told her many times, I loved her enough to allow her to hate me. I was that parent above and she was that girl!
ReplyDeleteExcellent job.
I'm sure anyone who raised a teenager can relate. I never had a daughter, only a son, but girls seem to be a lot more dramatic so I can imagine it going something like this.
DeleteAnyone who has ever raised a teenager (or has ever been one!) can surely relate to this. Nicely done, Kat!
ReplyDeleteThanks Beth.
DeleteExcellent take on this!! I can see it from both perspectives and understand each sides reasoning for their thinking. It is one of those things that hindsight will show that she was much better off not being at a party like that.
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Thank you Kathy. Teenagers never appreciate how their parents look out for them until they are parents themselves.
DeleteWell written. Kudos.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Marianne!
DeleteYep. Absolutely relatable!! I might have my own issues in this house, but at least I don't have a female to rear! Hahaha!
ReplyDeleteSo true. I only had a son and he never gave us any problems so I was really lucky. I stand in awe of mothers like you who deal with so much and do it so well.
Delete:) I also wrote about a little girl who is growing up. A little younger, but nice to see the verse will change but the song will remain the same.
ReplyDeleteThat is so true. Little girls just exchange one argument for another. Thanks for stopping by!
DeleteHow many households have experienced this! I also did not have a daughter, only one son and was glad of the minimal "drama". Later years have found that there was more undetected drama than I ever knew about he just wasn't as vocal as a girl would have been!
ReplyDeleteFor a fiction piece, this is oh so true! The peer pressure of being a teenager...tough love can be SO hard at times! NIce, Kat!
ReplyDeleteThanks Linda. It is tough for teens. I'm so glad my son is grown! LOL!
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