picture this:
a little girl looks ever so longingly at the little stuffed animal she would love to hug at night, and everytime she goes into the shop, she just stares at it, but she darent tell her mum to get it for her. this is because everytime she does, her mum will ignore her and sometimes scold her in public, yelling at her to stop bugging her. the little girl gets so afraid that she just stares at it, without saying a word.
oh, but the mum knows she wants the toy, she just doesnt want to get it for her. time passes so slowly, and soon the girl finds herself thinking, why on earth am i still pining for something i never will get? i might as well give up on it already, forget about the toy, even though it will be difficult.
then out of the blue one day, the mum tells her she'll buy the toy for her. the little girl is elated, she's crying out inside in joy. shes excited and cannot wait to buy it.
but then, the mum suddenly changes her mind, and says she decided not to buy it for her. there was no reason she changed her mind, the little girl had not misbehaved. the mum simply didnt feel like buying it for her any longer, the little girl sinks into depression again, but inside her, this glimmer of hope still doesnt want to leave, she keeps on praying that one fateful day, she might get that doll.
-and it pains her so so so so much to pine for it, but she just cannot stop.
what a tragic tale.
