Nancy’s Punishment

[Author’s Note : I wrote this on a prompt at the writer’s meet, a long time ago and I found this only recently. Reading time : 3 mins]

Am I being disowned ? Thrown out , separated and discarded. Is it punishment for having troubled these lovely people for the last couple of years ? Have they finally realized that I have overstayed my welcome ?

True, I am lazy, well, I can be like that some times. I can also be a little prick about my eating habits, but come on ! , thats part of having good taste. I love making a mess around the house, throwing stuff out the window and run around with no pants on. Well, Who doesn’t ? pants are so itchy !

Listen, as embarrassing as it may seem, its normal, okay ! , all my friends do the same once in a while.

True, I wake up in the middle of the night , make unreasonable demands , some times I scare the cat and chase the lambs outside the house, but that isn’t so bad , is it ?

An occasional tantrum, here and there is manageable, but wait! did I finally push them over the edge ?

These people have been good to me and now that I think about it, I kind of, do like them, a lot. But, do they, anymore ? Have they had it ? are they going to disown me now ? Oh, why did I agree to get out of the house in the first place ? I should have hidden under the bed. Now I have been tricked into this prison and I see some of my friends.

I am very worried, in fact everyone looks worried here, except that tall lady over there.

These are the thoughts that ran through little Nancy’s head on her first day at school.

– Palash Nandi