Light in the Dark
At the end of the Woman’s Refuge garden, stood a large play
house made of fantastic colours. It was brimmed with toys upon toys, keeping
all those who visited this shed occupied. The place gave you happiness and put
you at ease and made you feel safe and secure, while surrounded by all these
toys, who wouldn’t feel this while playing with teddies, dolls, cars and
instruments while in a world of your own? It made those problems in my reality disappear.
There was always this rule of no eating in the room, and
when it came to our parents, they happily left us all alone to play. After
leaving the refuge, I returned 5 years later after more problems arose, I was
reunited with the large play house, soon shocked to find it in its abandoned
state, rot setting in and unused by all the children. The urge to look inside
grew, only being 11 and the rule of not being able to use the large playhouse
left me with a feeling of disappointment. The only option for me was to forget
about it and move on from the idea of returning into that little world of
happiness. Thinking back, sadness comes to mind at how derelict it was and how
it was no longer cared for, sad teddies shoved up against once clean windows,
mould growing and weather damage unfortunately took over, changing this place house
from what it once was – a place of happiness for those young children.
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