The little girl from the closet. My parent's didn't understand her, my grandmother did. She never felt the need to inform me that my friend didn’t exist; Nani sensed that I knew it.
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Stories From grandmother
The Friend In The Shadows
by Karfa - 07 Jan 2015 , 0 Likes
She looks up at me without a hint of recognition. The twinkle in her eyes all gone, the hair all disheveled and the once spotless white sari now bearing stains of negligence.