*enter mom stumbling up stairs*
Why no mom you
didn't bother me.....
Me? No i love waking up on Tuesday at 1:37 in the morning
to the sound of you throwing up.
What was that?
Oh i get it, your talking to me.....sorry but I can't
understand you when your slurring.
No sorry Mum you going in the shower can only wash away the
smell of beer
and everything else you downed,
But no sorry it doesn't wash away the stench of guilt.
Ok mum. Sweet dreams. Remember be careful when you
walk.
We don't want you to fall and hurt yourself again now do
we?
Thats right we don't. No mum I'm not going to tuck
you in.
Why?
You ask when I finally say no.
Well, frankly I have to draw the line somewhere.
*I close my bedroom door, Starts crying and
praying to aGod I'm not completely sure is real*
Dear God,
Can you please try to make my mum a better person and a
better mom
....well thats all. Thanks for your time.
Amen.
*And scene*
I didn't know what ti put this under seeing as they don't
have a "vent" option.....
So i put it has story...of my life i guess.
Please don't jock this is from the
heart....kinda
JacobBlack9897 · 1 decade ago
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mahalia i love youuuu= kat