The Wake

I should be sad after the call has ended, but I am not, surely not.

“Your father is dead.”

‘Oh’, is the only word I was able to say.

“His remains will be at the Grace Baptist Church starting tonight.”

“Okay.”

“Will you be there?”

“I might.”

“We hope to see you.”

“I will try. It’s late. Bye.”

He is my father, the man who gave those millions (or billions?) of sperms. Luckily (or not?) I won the race and made my way to my mom’s womb.

He is my father, but for him, I am just his illegitimate daughter. A daughter he accidentally made when he raped their home’s maid. A daughter with a dirty old mother who begged for financial support. A beg he never heeded.

Shaking with anger and decades-old rage, damn!

I promised myself I won’t cry because of him again!

I won’t! 

Please, tears, don’t!

Word count: 150

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.

Photo credit: Sunday Photo Fiction


In response to Sunday Photo Fiction for February 20, 2016.

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly writing challenge hosted by Alastair Forbes where a photo is used as a prompt for a piece of fiction using around 200 words. The piece doesn’t have to center around exactly what the photo is, it can be just used as a basis for a story.

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85 thoughts on “The Wake

  1. Oh, wow. So much feelings. I wonder what she did in the end. Did she stay away? Did she go to the funeral? I guess it depends on how much does she hate her father, her flesh and blood, who may also be the bane of her existence.
    Lovely write, my dear. 🙂

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    1. Oh wow to your comment, Annie! 🙂 You surely made such an insightful points. I guess she will.
      Actually, my first draft for this has a softer ending. Like the last line is: I hope tomorrow I’ll find forgiveness in my heart.
      But I deleted it and opt for a tougher ending. Because I think forgiveness is not actually easy to give. I don’t want the ending to be a cliche. What do you think? 🙂

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    1. Ohhhh… Wow. Great minds think alike? 😀

      Actually… my first draft for this has that ending. Not the exact scene that she will be there but a conversation between her and her good husband. The last line is: I hope tomorrow I’ll find forgiveness in my heart. 🙂

      But I opt to delete those part. I want it to be an open ended tale. 😀

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  2. “Please, tears, don’t!” ~ this line hits the hardest. The feeling of holding off your tears and strong emotions is the most excruciating of all. I can feel that s/he has been keeping her anger and longing (coz I believe deep inside s/he still longs for a father) until the very end.

    A very emotional piece, Rosema. You did it again! 😀

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    1. OH thank you, my dear Maria. Yes… I think holding off the tears brings greater pain to her. 🙂 Her dad, no matter how he hates him, is still his dad. And that is that hole she has forever.

      Thank you, again! 🙂 I tried to be emotional. HAHA. ❤

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