Girl 1 and Girl 2

I wrote another short story. This one came to me as I was working at the factory. I thought it over in my head for a few hours and then came home to write it out. It is a fictional story of two little girls and how their lives change as they grow up and face challenges. I really like the ending as each one comes to terms with their past and learns to heal and love. I wish I could turn it into a script but I am still new to writing and need to learn how. Here is the story. I’d love to hear your feedback. Thanks.

Girl 1 and Girl 2

J. Speer

“Young girls are like wild horses running freely in the wind, full of spirit and vitality. 

Never let anyone break that spirit.”  – Anonymous

It is the first day of Kindergarten.  Girl 1 walks hand in hand with her mother to the little Catholic school.  You can tell her mother and her are close.  Her mother is a stay-at-home mom who always watches Girl 1. 

Girl 2 is walking hand in hand with her mother to the little Catholic school.  Her mother is in a rush so they hurry to get inside so her mom can get to work.  Girl 2 has always gone to daycare and as a result is quite sociable. 

You can tell that Mom 1 has more money than Mom 2 by the cars they drive, the way they dress, and Mom 2 is much more hurried. 

Girl 1 and Girl 2 are left at the Kindergarten that day.  Mom 1 hugs Girl 1 tightly and sheds some tears as she leaves.  Girl 2’s hair is tousled by her mom as her mom rushes out into the hallway.  “See ya later, kiddo,” she says. 

Girl 1 is very sad and alone and starts to cry.  She wants her mother.  She ends up hiding under a table for some time.  She won’t play with the other kids.  Girl 2 is playing with the other kids.  She is playing with toy horses and she stops to look at Girl 1 hiding under the table and crying.  She looks down at the horses in her hands and gets up to walk over to the table.  She looks under the table at Girl 1.  They look at each other.  Girl 2 offers Girl 1 her horsey to play with.  Girl 1 stops crying and eventually follows Girl 2 out to play with the other kids.  Girl 2 is protective of Girl 1.  They become best friends. 

Years go by. 

As little children, they go to the church and sing “Jesus loves me.”  They become fast friends and do everything together.  They read books together.  Girl 1 loves books.  Girl 2 still loves horses.   

More years go by. 

They stand side by side inseparable.  They have first communion in pretty white dresses.  Girl 1 is doted on and has a lovely expensive dress with a celebration afterwards.  Girl 2 wears a hand-me-down and gets a card with no money. 

Years go by.

Girl 1 lives in a peaceful loving home with a family and two loving parents. 

Girl 2 lives in a rental.  The situation at home is not that great at times.  Her Dad drinks a lot and is angry.  Her parents fight.  Her mother and father work low income jobs.  Girl 2’s mother leaves her father.  Her mom gets a divorce and Girl 2 stays with the dad who makes more money than the mom.  One night her father gets drunk and abuses her.  She is ashamed and keeps this a secret. 

Girl 1 boards the bus to go to school.  She usually sits with Girl 2 and a few other friends.  She notices one day that Girl 2 is getting moody and changing.  Girl 2 suddenly lashes out at Girl 1.  She bullies Girl 1 unexpectedly and Girl 1 doesn’t know how to react.  Girl 2 keeps bullying Girl 1 for a week or two on the school bus before school.  She makes fun of Girl 1 to the others.  Girl 1 is ashamed and keeps this a secret. 

Girl 2 drives Girl 1 away because she doesn’t want her to know what is happening at home.  No one protects Girl 2 at home.  Girl 1 and Girl 2 who were best friends before, break up their relationship.  Girl 1 throws a slumber party and does not invite Girl 2 because of her meanness.  Girl 2 gets very upset.  Girl 1 enjoys the party but inside she wishes Girl 2 could be there and they could be friends again.  Eventually, the two girls grow apart and stop talking to each other. 

Years go by.  As each year progresses, we see Girl 1 blossoming and flourishing more and more into a beautiful young woman.  In Junior high, she still loves to read. 

We also see Girl 2 struggling with terrible hardships at home.  She gets into bad company, getting involved with drugs and such, struggling with apathy towards grades, dying her hair dark and she wears dark clothes.  One day, in junior high, she tears down the horse posters in her room.  She hates horses now. 

Years go by.

On homecoming night, Girl 2 stands with her friends on the sidelines near the metal stands.  They make fun of Girl 1 as she is crowned Homecoming Queen.  Girl 1 seems to have the perfect life and Girl 2 hates her guts at that moment.  Girl 1 is oblivious and naïve to these feelings.  Girl 1 is with her other friends now and celebrating. 

Fast forward. 

Girl 1 gets scholarships to go to a 4-year college.  She earns high marks on a degree and marries successfully.  The marriage is a big family event.  She has a few babies and becomes a stay-at-home mom with a successful hardworking husband. 

Girl 2 finishes high school.  She gathers up a few belongings in her clunker of a car, and drives out to California.  She crashes with a few friends of friends, gets into heavier drug stuff, but she also has a talent for writing so she begins to pen stories and scripts and submits them to studios. 

One of her stories is about a supervillain girl clique in high school and their mean girl homecoming queen.  It is in fact, a vivid mockery or satirical narrative and depiction of Girl 1.  This story becomes an international hit and she pens a TV series about it.  She makes some hit movies about the evil homecoming queen. 

Girl 2 is flourishing and blossoming now.  She becomes rich and successful.  She marries another woman.  Girl 2 does cocaine and takes sleeping pills.   She has a blissful life in the fast lane.  She and her wife have 2 children and they travel to Europe and the Caribbean on family vacations.  She seems happy now.  But she still has bad dreams at night about her childhood and she must take sleeping pills.    

One day while at home with her babies, Girl 1 reads a newspaper article and sees a picture of Girl 2.  She’s happy for Girl 2’s success.  She decides to watch the TV series while babysitting her children.  As she watches, she realizes that the homecoming queen character is based off her.  She becomes intensely horrified by the false depiction and narrative.  She is in a state of shock. 

She leaves the babies that night with her husband and goes to a movie theater alone and watches the popular high school movie in the dark.  She listens to the laughter and mean things that people in the theater and the community say about the character from the show.  She reads many news articles online about what people think of the character that portrays her.  She reads all sorts of hurtful stuff and online forum messages calling the girl all sorts of mean and horrible names.  She begins to feel very sad.  She goes into a deep depression and has trouble focusing on her babies.  They label her with postpartum.

As Girl 1 struggles more and more with mental illness, things start to fall apart for Girl 1.  As the years go by, we see Girl 1’s life unravels into divorce, and suicide attempts, and mental hospital stays, and meth use.  She has abusive boyfriends who mistreat her.  She loses her reputation, jobs, friends, and family.  She ends up living in a rundown trailer park working a deadbeat job and addicted to meth. 

Things go much better for Girl 2 who rides the wave of success and awards and accolades.    

One day, Girl 1 is beaten severely at the trailer park.  She is pushed into a bookcase of her old books and her Virgin Mary statue falls and breaks on the floor beside her crumpled-up body.  Her dealer says she owes him some money.  She tells him she knows where to get money.  She wipes blood from her nose and lip.  She sees the broken statue of Mary beside the old copy of the Count of Monte Cristo.  No one protects her anymore.   

That night Girl 1 watches a documentary about the life of Girl 2 and she researches Girl 2 online.  She stays up into the late hours reading everything she can about Girl 2.  She now hates Girl 2 with a passion.

She steals a gun from her neighbor and drives her beat up car to California.  In the car, the copy of the The Count of Monte Cristo is tossed in the passenger seat.  On the way, she stays at rundown cheap motels.  At one, Girl 1 looks at herself in the mirror.  She proceeds to cut her hair short herself with scissors and dyes it black.  When she reaches L.A., she learns where Girl 2 lives. 

She lives on the streets for a while as she studies Girl 2.  Girl 2 doesn’t recognize her. 

One night as it is raining hard, she sits outside the gates of Girl 2’s house.  She has a blanket and a hoodie pulled up.  She looks like a homeless person.  She waits with the loaded gun under the blanket and the copy of The Count of Monte Cristo in her pocket.  It is raining hard.

Girl 2 arrives home in the rain and sees the slumped over figure of the homeless stranger.  She stops, gets out of her car in the rain, and walks towards the stranger.  When she gets close, she reaches in her wallet for some bills and offers a hand to the stranger.  She waits in the rain for the stranger to accept.  It is raining hard now and difficult to see. 

Girl 1 sees Girl 2 offer her hand.  She stares coldly for a moment and there’s a flashback moment to the first time the two girls met.  Girl 1 remembers that moment hiding under the table and seeing Girl 2 offer her hand.  This throws Girl 1 off a bit.  She is not quite sure in that moment what to do.      

But she doesn’t accept the money or the hand.  Instead she clicks the safety off her gun.  Even in the rain, Girl 2 can hear the sound.  She watches the stranger.  The stranger watches her.  The stranger stands up.  The blanket drops exposing the gun and she lowers her hood.  It takes a while but Girl 2 finally realizes who Girl 1 is. 

Girl 1 says, “Remember me?” 

Girl 2 says, “I knew you would come.” 

Girl 1 says, “Why…why did you do it?”

Girl 2 says nothing at first.  Then says, “It was my father.”  There is a long pause.

Girl 2 continues, “He abused me.  You were my friend.  You should have known.” 

Girl 1 says, “Na, na…. you pushed me away.  How could I know?” 

Girl 2 says, “You should have asked.  You were my friend.  You weren’t there for me.  Not like I was for you.”

 Girl 1 says, “I didn’t know.  How could I know?  And so, you ruined my life.” 

Girl 2 says, “You were supposed to protect me like I protected you.  You abandoned me.” 

Girl 1 replies, “And what about you?  I lost everything.  Do you have any idea at all what it is like to be villainized and profited on for the entire world to mock and hate?  You slandered me.  You destroyed me…for years.  What you did is unforgiveable.”  Girl 1 lifts the gun but can’t pull the trigger.  Moments pass in the heavy rain. 

Girl 1 says, “I have PTSD now.” 

Girl 2 says, “Do you think you’re the only one broken?” 

Girl 1 tries again to shoot.  She can’t do it.  She lowers the gun, brushes past Girl 2 in the rain and walks away as Girl 2 watches her go. 

Girl 1 heads down the streets.  She throws the gun in a gutter and continues walking in the heavy rain.  She puts her hood up and walks and walks and walks in the rain while she cries.

Girl 2 goes inside her house and stares out the windows for a while.  Her wife welcomes her home.  Her kids are playing in another room.  She takes the sleeping pills off her bedside stand and washes all of them down the sink.

Girl 1 is lost in the rains.  She sees a minority church across the street somewhere in L.A.  She’s soaked in the rains coming down.  It’s getting dark and she sees the Virgin Mary statue out front.  She crosses the street and looks at it. 

She turns to go up the steps into the church.  The worn-out copy of The Count of Monte Cristo falls out of her pocket but she doesn’t notice.  She goes up the steps and opens the door to step inside.

It is warm inside and she stands huddled in her dark hoodie in the back of the church.  There are votive candles lit and pews ahead and a crucifix.  A Latin minister is instructing a small group in Bible study.  They turn to watch her cautiously.  The way she is acting is strange.  She hovers in the entrance with her face concealed by the hoodie.  Due to the church shootings and such across the nation and in the news, the minister and his bible study group eye her with concern. 

The minister hesitates and then he invites the stranger in to be with them.  She hesitates too, considers going back outside, and then turns to enter the church.  She keeps her hood up and her eyes downcast because she has been crying.  The others note her appearance.  She looks a bit unstable.    

The minister continues cautiously.  They are talking about the moment when Joseph reunites with his brothers in Egypt.  She sits down in a pew some distance from one of the listeners, a black man who watches her at first with caution.  She lowers her hoodie and makes brief eye contact with him.  He can see she’s been crying.  He smiles sadly and compassionately at her and hands her a bible.  She looks down at the cover with tears welled up in her eyes. 

The minister asks the others why Joseph forgives his brothers after all that happened, all the suffering.  He says it is because he sees a bigger picture, a Providence to being thrown in the pit with snakes and scorpions, sold into slavery, placed in prison for years, manipulated, mistreated, and falsely accused by Potiphar’s wife.  Joseph knows too that what was meant for his harm would eventually turn to good.  And Joseph knows that unforgiveness is like poison to the soul.  It will hurt him so Joseph must learn to let go.  The minister goes on to talk about learning to forgive others even when you never get the apology.  He explains that leaving resent and anger pent up inside of you is toxic and it is important to release it.    

The floodgates of her emotions finally open up.  Girl 1 cries and cries and cries in front of the minister and the others.  The man beside her in the pew sits closer and he very slowly reaches out to place his hand on her shoulder. 

They ask her if she’s been saved and, there in the church, she accepts Jesus as her personal savior as the minister and the man in the pew and the others help her that night. 

Fast forward to a few days later. 

Girl 2 calls her agent and says she’ll no longer write episodes for the popular TV series.  She starts meditation and goes to a counselor to discuss her past.  In the counselor’s office, she finally talks about her father and she cries and cries and cries.  She finally lets go of the anger and resentment.    

Later that day, she sits at home with her laptop with her family and she begins writing a new TV series about girls at a horse ranch.  She bases it off her own 2 young girls.  The TV series becomes successful yet not as successful as the high school drama.  But still, it makes her happy to write this story instead. 

Fast forward some more to the future. 

Girl 1 is in a car with the man from the pew earlier.  They are looking at an old abandoned lighthouse on an island off the coast of North Carolina.  There are green dunes all around. 

There are children in the back seat.  Girl 1 looks healthy again and much happier.  They tell the older children to wait in the car.  She takes the baby girl in the back seat out of her car seat and holds her.  She plays with the beautiful baby girl for a little bit and kisses the baby’s forehead.      

Her husband, the man from the pew, also gets out of the car.  She holds the baby on her hip as she and the man walk together over to the building. 

“It will need some work,” she says.  Earlier, she had picked this island online because of the wild horses roaming nearby.  She watches them off in the distance amid the green dunes.  The horses are beautiful.  The whole scenery is breathtaking.      

He says, “It’ll be a good spot for us to start the ministry.”  They walk to the lighthouse together holding hands. 

Fast forward a few years. 

The lighthouse is remodeled and there is a church beside it with a large church gathering out front.  It is a church picnic.  There are many people laughing at picnic tables with friends.  They are sharing a potluck meal together and BBQing and having fun.  Children are running back and forth, playing.  The wild horses can be seen in the distance.  There is a big wooden cross in front of the lighthouse. 

Girl 1 is with her husband, the minister, when she notices her daughter Mara playing with her friend Karissa on a blanket in the green grass.  They are fighting over toy horses.  She walks over to them.  The cross and lighthouse are in the background. 

The two little girls are fighting with each other.  She squats down beside them. 

“Mara, what’s the problem?  Why are you fighting?”

Mara says, “She took my horse.  That’s my horse.”  The two little girls begin to tug back and forth on the toy horse. 

“Karissa, is Mara your best friend?”  Girl 1 asks.

“Yes,” says Karissa and the little girl stops tugging.

“Mara, is Karissa your best friend?” Girl 1 asks again.

Mara nods and also stops tugging.    

“Mara, what do we do with best friends?”

“We protect them,” says Mara.

“Mara, what are the most important commandments?”

“Love,” says Mara.  She hands the horse over to Karissa. 

“Take turns, you two.”  She hugs them both and they go back to playing.  She stands up and looks at the wild horses.  The horses are running free spirited and beautiful in the distance before the setting sun.  She looks at the church, at the lighthouse, and the church sign named Providence.  And she smiles.   


Author: J. Speer

I like to write. I have 5 books currently on Amazon, mostly fiction. I try to write positive and uplifting children's stories, expressive poetry for women, and interesting articles about personal growth, alternative medicine, and spirituality. My stories are often about diverse people but with human connection in mind through inner perspective. I love my characters especially the ones from my first book, Searching for Fire. I moved recently to Vermont. I live in the North Country region near Lake Willoughby, one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. My heart will always be with Kansas but I love travel and meeting new people with diverse perspectives on life. I have found Vermonters to have many admirable qualities like stoicism and a love and stewardship of nature. My hobbies are writing, gardening, outdoor activities like kayaking, fishing, and hiking. I am an amateur herbalist. Many years ago, an alternative medicine doctor cured me of a respiratory illness by teaching me about vitamins and for that, I owe her a debt of gratitude. I recently bought a Jeep Wrangler that fits my personality and love for adventure. Associated with the military in my younger years, I have lived in Israel, Germany, and Virginia as well - all of which I loved in different ways. I thoroughly believe in the military spouse phrase, "bloom where you are planted" and endeavor to carry a positive optimism wherever I roam. Most days are good but admittedly I get down sometimes. I am prone to sadness or severe cynicism at times, so I turn to music as my consolation and source of expression or inspiration. My favorite songs currently are "How Deep is Your Love" by the Beegees, "La Vie en Rose", "A Million Dreams" or maybe Karen Carpenter singing "Close to You" or Elton John singing "Your Song." I also like "Nothing's Gonna Stop Us" by Starship or "I'll Stand by You" by The Pretenders. "Faithfully" by Journey always reminds me of rollerskating with friends in the 1980s. My favorite quotes are from the Velveteen Rabbit, Steve Jobs, and this one..."To the caterpillar it was the end of the world, but to the butterfly it was merely a beautiful beginning." Or there is the quote from Peter Pan teaching Wendy..."What if I fall? But, oh my darling, what if you fly?" I also believe in being a pearl - graceful on the outside but full of grit and gratitude on the inside. My favorite women of the Bible are Ruth, Hannah, and Hagar. Thanks for stopping by my blog. Cheers, friend.

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