The Space Of Oppression Essays

1134 Words Aug 19th, 2015 5 Pages
There’s an atmosphere of oppression that covers the room swiftly and easily as the two women step through into the unused dinning area / kitchen. But only one of them realizes the feeling. The oblivious one continues merrily into the living room, carrying a tray and the sticky smell of cigarettes mixed with a cheap quality, but expensively bottled perfume. Something very Eau De Toilette meets Calvin Klein. The other, like a magnifying glass, observes and drifts behind somewhat reluctantly. At the time, I wouldn’t have been able to see her reluctance, because I didn’t know there was reason for it, but now I see the reason. I have had warning of they’re arrival, but not of the situation that this arrival would place me in. My father told me during the ride home that he and my step mother were expecting company. I wasn’t bothered by this because I stupidly assumed that it had nothing to do with me. I hadn’t yet developed the distrust in my parents that comes from years of unexpected confrontations. I find out later that the serving tray carried by the first woman held a ‘blooming artichoke’ which was made with enough butter and breadcrumbs to make you forget it was a vegetable. This was inadvertently a dish served to one.

I like to think of my self as a marginally intelligent person, and even at the age of 10, I knew that this night was not going to be the meeting with friends I had first expected. The boy in the room, who is now five, at the time was about a…

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