Bedtime Story

A Bedtime Story©

By: Annette MacGregor


"Aunt Anne, please tell me a story."

"Are you ready for bed?"

"Yes."

"That's a good little girl."

"Can I, PLEASE, have a story?"

I looked over at my sister, who nodded.

"Come on, Karen, let's go get into bed, and I'll tell you a story."

 
She took my hand, and we went to her room. I tucked her into bed, and pulled a chair over. Smiling, I began,

Once upon a time, there was a little girl.
She was a very good little girl, but was confused.
Her family kept calling her Danny and she didn't understand, but being a good girl, she came when called.

One day, she finally asked her mommy about the name, and her mommy explained that she wasn't a girl, but a good little boy.

The little girl, went away. She was sad at what her mommy had told her, 'cause she knew better, but being a good girl, she didn't argue.

 

"Why did they call her Danny, when she was a girl?"

"That's part of the story." I said smiling. "Let's see, where was I..." I paused, as if I'd forgotten, "Oh yes."

 
Since her mommy didn't understand, she didn't talk to her about it any more. though, she tried to act like a better girl, by helping clean up and take care of her little brother.
 

"Does the girl have a name?"

"What?" I looked down at Karen, "Oh, you want to know if the little girl has a name? Well, like most kids " I paused, teasing her, "me."

"Auntie Anne."

I just smiled, "Is this your story or mine?"

She quieted down, and pointed at me.

Nodding, "Now, where was I again. Ahh yes. Now, pay attention, this is where things get a bit confusing." I admonished her.

 
One day, when helping take the laundry down, she noticed that her mommy had left some of her things around, so she thought... "Maybe, if I dress up pretty, mommy will understand better."
So, the little girl, pulled a nice slip out and pulled it over her little head.

The little girl was going to go find her mommy, when she saw a pair of her mommy's heels, and thought to herself. "Those look so fun." She put her little feet in the shoes, and clopped off to find her mommy.

 

Looking down, I noticed that Karen had fallen asleep. Maybe one day, she'll ask me to tell her more about this little girl. I hope she's older though.



I hope it wasn't too painful. I started writing this little bit in a IM window to a very good friend. After sharing the sillyness with another friend, the second friend said I should share it some more. So, you're more... I put it up without the benefit of editing help, perhaps this was a mistake. Comments or sugestions welcome.



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