I don't feel like thinking of a title.

I'm having a "Ralph" kinda day.
So if you came here for a laugh, sorry.

I don't feel like thinking of a title either, or using spell check.

If you don't know who Ralph is, then read this blog entry and get caught up, will ya?!
 http://crimimommlyinsane.blogspot.com/2012/07/lets-talk-about-pets-bay-bee.html
 

So here it is. Take what you want from it.






Who's that little girl?

She is INNOCENCE.
She knows nothing but unconditional love.

She likes to draw rainbows.
To climb trees.
To laugh.

No words have hurt her. No person yet to scar.

Her heart is pure. It has not been exposed to rejection or judgement. To hatred or suffering.
The walls are down completely. No barriers to protect her.
She knows of none.


Her mind is fresh to the ways of the world, yet it is a sponge, that will slowly absorb the hurt that surrounds her.
Even the hurt from those who came before her, that loved her... who slowly put up THEIR walls, to survive the cruelty of life.

She absorbs it. ALL of it.
Maybe deeper than most.

Her feelings are seen as weak, so she hides them, trying to fit into a hardened world that she doesn't understand.
She morphs into someone else, as her innocence slowly fades.

The paper is empty of rainbows now, and only filled with words.
Words of anger.

She's learns that it is rare to be loved the way she needs. Even by those she left her walls down for.
So they ALL go up. All the walls. And she is lost behind them.

She becomes an empty shell.
A shell, WITHOUT a pearl.

As she grows, her armor grows.
So much, that she doesn't even know the face she sees.
The one in the mirror.

Cruel words seldom hurt now.
Rocks are thrown her way, but they break, and fall to the ground.
Nothing can bring her back to who she was.
She became lost. Within herself.


But time brings another little girl.

A new generation of innocence.

Her face, similar. 

One who also looks to those before her.

Her laugh seems very familar.

This little girl sees the ugly shell. But not as it is.
Only perfect, and beautiful.

She picks it up slowly. Studying it.

On the outside of the shell, she draws a rainbow.
The shell opens slighty, letting in some light.

She giggles with her big blue eyes and untainted smile.

Then, reaching her tiny fingers inside, the little girl opens it ever so gently.

But her excitement turns to sadness, quickly. Because inside of the shell, she sees the emptiness.

She doesn't understand.

Without even thinking, she reaches into her pocket, and pulls out a pearl,
placing it into the empty shell.

She closes it back carefully, holds it up to her little mouth, and kisses it.

"I love you" she whispers.

"I love you so much that I gave you my only pearl, so that you wouldn't be without."

But the shell had nothing to give her.

The little girl's smile started to fade quickly.
Her own shell beginning to form.

"No, Take it back! Please! I don't want you to be like me! I love you too much!"

Then out of pure love, the pearl falls to the ground, rolling to the little girls feet.
She leans down and picks it up.

She thinks for a moment, holding the pearl tight, then looks back at the shell.

But the shell was different this time.

It had completely opened up, all on its own, exposing all that it was.

And inside, another pearl.

It was the same one that used to be there so long ago.

And it was there, especially for her,

Because of her.