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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Touch (the sense of touch) (08/05/10)
The stupid woman was talking to him. Daniel turned away, and stared intently at the canned veggies neatly stacked on the shelves. Stupid, ugly, fat, dumb, mother. He hated her. He didn’t care what she was saying. He didn’t care if she died. Actually, he wished she would. He could take care of himself.

She gave up and turned back to the other woman who they had stumbled upon while shopping. Daniel’s gaze slowly shifted from the merchandise to the women in conversation. I will demonstrate my power, and her stupidity.

He plastered a sweet smile on his face and wrapped his arms around the strange woman's legs. Turning back to the stupid one his face twisted into fear, tears coming to his eyes. “Please help me. That woman hurts me, she hurts me so bad. Please don’t make me go with her.”

Instantly he saw his magic work, compassion and worry glazed over the stranger’s face. Too quickly the mother grabbed him. Her touch felt like fire, burning him. He screamed in agony, kicking and pulling away from her with all his strength.

The air had been stripped from his lungs. His body tensed as if the animal within was trying to escape. He was certain he was dying. Just like his last mother, this one wished him away. He no longer thought. Instinct took over, escape at all costs.

The woman gently sat on the floor of the aisle and firmly held him in her arms. Her grip was too strong for him, but he still continued to kick and scream. He knew people would be staring. Good let them stare. I hope they make her stop.

He screamed until he could scream no more. Sobs erupted from within, he no longer could fight. His body limped, giving into the woman. She held him close, softly humming.

“I love you,” she whispered, still holding him in a gentle embrace.

He could not respond, but he knew he no longer hated her.
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Betty Farrow
08/14/10
Touching article. I wish I could have been as smart as this woman.
Cindy Barclay
08/14/10
What a fantastic story illustrating the patient, unconditional love we are to lavish on the wounded and hurting.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 
08/16/10
This story really brought out a lot of emotions in me. I'm assuming Daniel is a foster or an adopted child. I wanted to know more of his story. You did a great job of enticing me with your characters so I would want to know as much as possible about their lives.
Maria Egilsson
08/17/10
With writing like this you are not going to be in beginners for long! To see and feel inside the head of this young boy... you drew me into the emotions and drama with an intensity that kept me right until the end. I would love to skip ahead a few years and peek into the life of this young man... to see the power of a loving touch that held up strong and secure through out his days... I hope this is what happens to him...
Joyce Morse
08/18/10
I agree with Maria that you won't be a beginner long. I loved the way you made us see and feel everything through your MC. Excellent writing!
Heather MacInnis
08/22/10
Oh what a touching story! My heart went out to the little boy. What a shame that so many never get that loving touch.