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Vickie & The Scary Movie - by A.B.King

   Once upon a time there lived a cute little Christian girl named Vickie. She badly wanted to watch a scary movie that wasn’t rated for kids.   Vickie’s Mum who was a devout Christian woman refused to let her see the movie.Day after day, Vickie would beg her Mum to allow her see the movie. Vickie would get a firm “No!” each time.   Vickie kept bugging her mother. She soon started complaining and blaming her mother for not being caring, for not treating her like a human being and for not loving her.   Vickie got more determined and desperate to see the movie with each passing day. She would leave “You don’t love me” stickers all over the house in places that her Mum would see it; like on her Mum’s shampoo container, on her Mum’s dressing mirror, on the kitchen door, on her Mum’s drinking cup, etc.   Vickie went even as far as interrupting a chat between her Mum and her friend who came to visit. Vickie embarrassed her Mum by telling her friend that her Mum was controlling, mean, and didn’t love her.   Vickie’s Mum’s soul was constantly tormented by Vickie’s schemes and pleas.   One evening after a whole lot of tormenting, Vickie’s Mum just couldn’t take it anymore so she went out and rented the movie. She put the DVD into the DVD player and called Vickie to watch it.  
   Vickie was very happy. She was finally going to watch the movie. She thanked her Mum and hugged her, but her Mum didn’t respond with any sort of gladness.   Vickie sat through the movie that late evening. Starting from that night Vickie had a series of violent nightmares every night for months. She was afraid to fall asleep every night all because of the scary characters & events in that movie that she had watched. Oh! if only she had known she would have gone along with her Mum when she didn’t want her to see the movie understanding that her Mum is wiser than her and only wants what’s best for her.
The End.

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