Exposing my Core

I was counselled before I left the group, my group.

There were jokes, stories, and warnings intended to make my transition smoother, not to frighten.

I had become close to my group in the months we were together and in this time we all shared the stories  passed down to us from previous generations. Tales of bright lights, loud noises, and touching.

I prepared myself daily for the possibility of poor reactions, rude stares, and the new environment. All so different from what I was accustomed to. What I had grown up with.

I knew this would be a life changing experience. I was going to have to expose myself, peel my layers back. It would be hard, painful even but this was my future.

When I finally arrived the fear was overwhelming. I was with a new group of friends I didn’t know. My attempts at introducing myself were met with silence. My skin looked different under the harsh lights and peeled away as I was touched, caressed, pushed, and moved from place to place. I wasn’t comfortable and finding a sense of “home” was impossible.

Anxiety choked me daily while I worried about what might come next.

That’s when my world went black the smell of open space was gone and replaced by a suffocating sack. I could hear voices – loud, inaudible voices – but there was no light. I heard unfamiliar sounds that I couldn’t place and then there was silence again.

Almost asleep I was jerked awake by the intrusive noise. Fear overtook me again. My skin had peeled away and was spread out on my prison floor from the anxiety and movement I had endured.

Then, suddenly, a stream of bright light stretched across me. It felt warm and full of promise.

I was grabbed and laid onto a cool surface. It was warm in this new home, quieter than the last place, and smelled good.

A person stared at me with no expression.  A woman.

She didn’t give me a rude look, didn’t try to hurt me. She just looked at me.

I began to think I might like this home. My group would be surprised with my good fortune!

And then I saw a flash.

The knife’s blades caught the sun as it shone through the window.

The slice hurt worse than any story could have prepared me for as it slid into my layers, peeling them back, exposing my core.

I drifted away as I watched tears slide down the her face.

Today’s prompt from The Red Dress Club was to describe our favorite fruit or vegetable: the first time you tasted it, where it came from, where you were, what memories it brings.

I didn’t follow the rules.

This “memoir” is from the perspective of an onion.

Leighann

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19 Responses to Exposing my Core
  1. Andrea
    March 15, 2011 | 8:25 am

    Oh my G-d. This is fabulous. I love it. It is soooo good. Love love love. That is all.

  2. Ironic Mom
    March 15, 2011 | 9:39 am

    What a fabulous piece. Love the description and the short paragraphs. And the “freakiness” too.

  3. Elena
    March 15, 2011 | 10:22 am

    What a cool take on the prompt! Loved what you did with it.

  4. Amy
    March 15, 2011 | 10:56 am

    This is pretty wonderful! I love how you interpreted the prompt.

  5. Kris
    March 15, 2011 | 11:45 am

    OMG. Poor little onion. How am I going to eat onions now that they have feelings? Sheeeeeesh. Great post. LOVED it. TRDC

  6. Jennie B
    March 15, 2011 | 11:53 am

    This is fantastic and so unexpected. My eyes are really sensitive to onions, so I imagine the onion getting a little last revenge on that woman’s eyes 🙂

    • Jennie B
      March 15, 2011 | 11:54 am

      Should have used this URL instead 🙂

  7. Jennifer Dillon
    March 15, 2011 | 12:30 pm

    I was routing for the onion even though I knew it was doomed. I’m glad it at least got to see someone weeping for it before it slid away.

  8. Ilana @ mommyshorts
    March 15, 2011 | 1:25 pm

    I love your interpretation of the prompt! If I had been as clever, I may have actually written something for it myself!

  9. Mandyland
    March 15, 2011 | 1:33 pm

    OMG. This was frickin’ awesome!!

    I loved it. I was totally sucked in, trying to figure out your angle and then…the end? Awe-some.

  10. Galit Breen
    March 15, 2011 | 2:25 pm

    Clever. Oh-so-very clever.

    Poor apple, huh? 🙂

  11. Crayon Wrangler
    March 15, 2011 | 6:18 pm

    This was awesome! Thank you for breaking the rules and peeling back some layers! So creative and fresh!

    I, too, was rooting for the onion (root – onion – haha)

    Great job! Thanks for linking up!

  12. MamaRobinJ
    March 15, 2011 | 9:55 pm

    Oh, too awesome. I was wondering what you were going to do with an onion for this prompt 😉 Agree – very clever.

  13. Leslie
    March 15, 2011 | 11:29 pm

    I had to read this twice! I could not figure it out at first and then the surprise ending was both funny and frightening! I had to read it again with the understanding of what it was. Very clever.

  14. Elaine
    March 16, 2011 | 12:07 am

    What an awesome take on the prompt. I like that you “broke” the rules a little! It took me a little bit to catch on and well… wow, I just really love this! Nice!

  15. Imperfect Bird
    March 16, 2011 | 12:53 am

    WOW! I was completely stumped on how that related to the prompt until the very end…but that was brilliant! Excellent writing in general, and excellent interpretation!

  16. Jack
    March 16, 2011 | 10:28 am

    I love your take on the prompt- very cool. So many layers.

  17. Karen
    March 16, 2011 | 9:45 pm

    That was so brilliant!! I kept reading and reading and waiting to understand and the best part is your broken rule statement. So I had to re-read the post and I love it. So well-written!

  18. Nancy C
    March 17, 2011 | 7:31 am

    That was so cool. A clever take on the prompt, and the tears are the end? Perfection.

    But, now what? I can’t eat vegetables either? I’m feeling some guilt…

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