DIFFERENT REASONS - PART 1

 

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Written by: “Irene Naridza”

 

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> Part 1: https://irenenaridzastorycaptions.blogspot.com/2023/07/different-reasons-part-1.html

Part 2: https://irenenaridzastorycaptions.blogspot.com/2023/07/different-reasons-part-2.html

Part 3: https://irenenaridzastorycaptions.blogspot.com/2023/07/different-reasons-part-3-final.html

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----- Different Reasons: Part 1 -----

-- Written by “Irene Naridza”

The wind blew a cold winter breeze through the streets. It moved the brown leaves of the trees that were already starting to fall to the ground. It also moved some signs from cafes or clothing stores. And most importantly, it moved the long hair of the women taking a walk down the street.

“Brrr. IT'S SO COLD” complained a little girl holding hands with her mother. She was shivering a bit. “Isn't your jacket enough for this weather?” her mother asked, raising an eyebrow. “Well... it seems it's not” the girl confessed. She was about to say something else, but her mother interrupted.

“SEE, KELLY? I TOLD YOU.” She exclaimed victoriously, taking advantage of the fact that they were far enough from anyone else who could listen and intrude on their conversation.

“Jackets can't completely protect against the cold. You need to wear more layers,” the woman began to explain. “In your case, a good pair of tights would be an appropriate addition to your outfit. They would protect your legs from the cold, and they would make you look quite cute,” she concluded with a smile.

The woman continued walking hand in hand with her daughter. The girl felt scolded and annoyed by her advice. It was evident in the pout she was making. “Mom, this is completely stupid.” she said, stopping in her tracks, forcing her mother to stop too to avoid dragging her along.

“Is something wrong, Kelly?” she asked, surprised. “OF COURSE SOMETHING'S WRONG.” she complained. “Well, tell me.” she crouched down to her daughter's level to hear what she had to say. “Don't you see this?” she pointed to the pink dress she was wearing.

“Yes, it's a very pretty dress. It suits you well.” she replied, giving it a glance. “YES, IT'S A DRESS.” she exclaimed. “MOM, I'M A BOY. AND MY NAME IS KEVIN.” she whispered.

“Yes, I know I did something wrong. But. Don't you think it's a bit extreme and even a bit stupid to have forced me to wear a dress and take me out like this to humiliate me?” he was noticeably upset. “Don't you think you're omitting some information?” his mother said seriously. She took the boy by the hand and forced him to sit on the nearest bench.

“Look. What you did. It wasn't just wrong. It was cruel” she began to scold him. “You got your sister's freshly washed tights dirty because you were playing in the dirt. You know they're her favorite and she loves to wear them. What did you do when she complained?” she gave him a stern look, expecting an answer. Kevin tried to look away.

“You got angry, got them dirty again, and told her she was ridiculous and dressed ridiculously. The mud stain got deeply embedded, and now they won't be ready for tomorrow. Why did you do that? I didn't raise you that way.” she said, disappointed.

“I'm sorry, mom. I did it without thinking. It won't happen again.” he apologized, keeping his eyes on the ground. “You already said that at home, young lady.” his mother said, maintaining her stern voice. “That's why I brought you out like this.”

Kevin gave his outfit another glance. It was a pink dress with hearts embroidered on the skirt. Red shoes completed the outfit. He also wore a wig of long, straight hair. It was attached by small threads to his short, boyish hair.

“It's one of Kelly's favorite outfits, the real Kelly.” Kevin remembered his sister's malicious look while selecting the outfit. “Was it so people would laugh at me for being dressed as a girl?” he asked in a low voice to avoid drawing attention.

“That was your sister's intention, but actually. I had something else in mind.” The answer left him perplexed. She didn't rule out the idea of humiliation, but rather left open another possibility. “Then, why?”

To Be Continued…
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--------------- Writer’s Opinion ---------------

- This is a three-part short story. I was thinking a lot about whether to make it a single Caption. But I realized that it would be better to do it in three parts. I hope you like it.

 

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