{"id":5059,"date":"2026-04-15T00:05:19","date_gmt":"2026-04-15T04:05:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=5059"},"modified":"2026-04-18T15:16:29","modified_gmt":"2026-04-18T19:16:29","slug":"m-mothers-fault","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=5059","title":{"rendered":"M &#8211; Mother&#8217;s Fault"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><b><i>My Theme this April is &#8220;My Muse Says&#8230;&#8221;<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The Story Spark for this story was Imagine That&#8230;<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The writing prompt I took was Imagine yourself as the opposite gender &#8211; describe a day in your life.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The following is what my muse said I should write:<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-4925\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/M-13-2026-300x300.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"157\" height=\"157\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/M-13-2026-300x300.png 300w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/M-13-2026-150x150.png 150w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/M-13-2026.png 320w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 157px) 100vw, 157px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This piece begins part 1 of\u00a0 4 &#8211; Clara&#8217;s Tale<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><b>M &#8211; Mother\u2019s Fault<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou never let me go anywhere on my own! Why can\u2019t I, just this once, be allowed to explore?\u201d Clara said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDon\u2019t be like your mother. I care for your well-being,\u201d her father said, \u201cI will not let you get lost or hurt.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThen why do you let my brother go out on his own? He\u2019s younger than I am. Aren\u2019t you afraid something will happen to him?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThat\u2019s different,\u201d he replied, \u201che\u2019s a boy. He\u2019s been around and knows what to expect in this world. You are different. If your mother were here, you would have been raised differently, I&#8217;m sure, and maybe become more worldly, but she\u2019s not.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThat\u2019s not it. You&#8217;re just being overprotective. You blame me for whatever mom died of when I was five, and you don\u2019t trust that I won\u2019t make the same mistakes she did. You\u2019ll never know if you don\u2019t give me the chance.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her father thought about that for a while. It\u2019s true that he, in some way, blamed his daughter for his wife\u2019s demise. Clara was the focus of his wife\u2019s life. And even after their son was born, she mainly doted on the girl. Maybe he should let her explore and see what the real world was like.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOkay then,\u201d he said, \u201cyou go out and explore, but be careful. There are many things out there that I can\u2019t explain to you. You will just have to experience them. You better make good choices.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">So Clara left without another word.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Their home in this new city was somewhat isolated, but with the help of a map and her wits, she made it to the part of the city that was active with people and places to see. She brought some money to spend and supplies, including extra clothes (for some reason she thought she might need them), a pocket knife, two forms of ID, and a notebook to keep track of her travels. She had agreed to be back by the end of the day, little knowing what adventure awaited her as she explored her new surroundings.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Had Clara known that, she might have prepared herself better.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><b><i>To be Continued in\u00a0 <a href=\"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=5066\">N &#8211; Not What Was Expected<\/a><\/i><\/b><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My Theme this April is &#8220;My Muse Says&#8230;&#8221; The Story Spark for this story was Imagine That&#8230; The writing prompt I took was Imagine yourself as the opposite gender &#8211; describe a day in your life. The following is what &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=5059\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[509,4,7],"tags":[70,510,177],"class_list":["post-5059","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-a-to-z-blog-challenge-2026","category-original-stories","category-story-writing","tag-a-to-z-blog-challenge","tag-a-to-z-blog-challenge-2026","tag-writing-prompt"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5059","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5059"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5059\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5118,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5059\/revisions\/5118"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5059"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5059"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5059"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}