"Be Careful Little Eyes What You See" | A Creative Writing Short Story
Content Warning: I wrote the following story for a creative writing class; however, t his story contains depictions of child neglect, drug and alcohol use, and curse words. Reader discretion is advised. Photo retrieved from Unsplash | Marina Vitale | marina_mv08 "Be Careful Little Eyes What You See" By the age of sixteen, she had seen more than most people see in a lifetime. Being the daughter of addicts placed her in a unique position, one that most people her age couldn’t relate to. Her earliest memories were of motorcycles parked in her living room and the oil-stained carpet that lay underneath. Glass ashtrays overflowing with half-smoked joints and ashes were a common sight to her young eyes, so were of windows covered with polyester blankets successfully blocking out every shred of daylight. “Family friends” wandered in and out of her house daily, making her feel as if she was a stranger in her own home. Dingy clothes littered the matted carpets and crusty dishes
