Prayer For My Brother: A Short Story

Victoria is 3 years old, 4 months, 21 days to be exact.
She is wearing her favorite Barbie pjs and watching her favorite show: Barney.
It is the episode of family and siblings.
It is now 8:30pm and the episode comes to an end.
Oh how Victoria wanted a little brother like the kids in the video.
She climbs off the bed and kneels down beside the right side.
"Dear God, I pray for a little brother"
She opens her eyes and within a second, her dad bursts through the doors.
A gush of wind blows Victoria's hair away from her face.
He scrambles around the room putting together some things in a bag.
"What are you doing?" Victoria asks.
"Your mom is going into labor" replied her dad.
"What" asks Victoria.
"Your mom is going to give birth to your little brother." explains the dad.
"A little brother? Yay! Wait. How?"
"You know how mommy's belly is so big? Your brother is in there."
"What? I thought mommy just got really fat"
"No haha. Now listen to me. Now that you are going to be a big sister, you are a big girl now and big girls listen to their parents. And I want you to stay home with grandma."
Victoria agrees.
Her father dashes out of the room.
Victoria cant beleive what she just heard.
She jumps on her bed a few times and runs to the top of the staircase.
She runs towards the highest railing and lies down.
Facing the doorway, which is right accross from the stairs, Victoria is curious in what is happening.
Mom and dad are almost at the bottom of the stairs.
Everything after that happened so fast that they were gone in a blink of an eye.
Her wish came true.


And that is a true story.