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My Aunt Samantha

A short example story by Melanie E.

I liked my uncle Sammy, and my uncle Sammy liked me. Whenever him and Aunt Brenda would come around he would always sit with me and play with my cars and legos, and tell me the funniest jokes.

Then, one day, Aunt Brenda came by without him. She was crying, but her and Mom wouldn't let me hear what was upsetting her. Later Mom told me that Aunt Brenda and Uncle Sammy weren't together any more and that he wouldn't be coming over any more, and that made me sad. I liked my Aunt Brenda a lot, but I liked Uncle Sammy too.

A few months later Aunt Brenda came by again, but this time she had someone new with her. My mom frowned when Aunt Brenda told me that the lady was my Aunt Samantha, but I liked the new lady immediately. She sat down with me and we played cars and legos, just like Uncle Sammy always had, and she even told the same kinds of jokes. When it came time for them to leave, I cried and cried because I was afraid that Aunt Samantha would leave and never come back, just like Uncle Sammy. Aunt Brenda and Aunt Samantha both smiled and gave me hugs, though, and promised me she never would.

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From a Child's Perspective

BarbieLee's picture

Whether it is themselves or others it really doesn't make much difference does it until they are taught the mixing of the boundaries is a sin.
Short and to the point.
always,
Barb
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