The Little Bath Tub Girl

Lying back in the bath Sabine closed her eyes and waited for her powdered hope to make everything ok. She thought of all the things she craved for in her life. Feeling the water swishing around her head, playing with her hair, she felt as if her mum’s hands were combing through the knots in the water. Massaging shampoo into her daughter’s hair, and rinsing it in the ripples of the bath. Sabine could hear her mum murmur “skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, my heart for you my child is filled with the deepest love.” As the water started to cool down, Sabine thought of the sea as the water lapped at her toes. She had never been to the beach. Now she saw herself standing on the sandy shore with her dad. They were there on the water’s edge with the salty waves diving in and soaking their skin. They were laughing together, as the sea drew in closer and closer, climbing higher and higher up their bodies. Sabine felt wrapped in a blanket of safety, the warm water clothing her outside and in. She could feel her lungs filling with the purity and calmness of the water she loved so much. She felt cuddled by the bath tub as if there were a body lying each side of her. Feeling the softness of skin behind her Sabine saw her mother and father holding her with their arms in a tight warm paternal embrace. She felt loved and safe. As her body relaxed in the now cold water, Sabine felt all her fears, anguish, anger and sorrows leave her body. Escaping into the ethereal world Sabine took one final last breath and let her body sink to the bottom of the bath.

With thanks to Conor Staunton for helping me develop my ideas. To Jessica Wallbank, Olenka Wrzesniewski and my parents for proof reading and feedback. And to all five of them for their support.

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