So some of you like the idea of "Mother" so here it is I hope I don't disappoint (•‿•)
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Prologue
Here I lay bleeding, dying on this cold stone floor in this dark abyss beneath this hell I am forced to call my home remembering being beaten and left to die as my friends, my cousins, my brothers watched on with sick, sadistic smiles as they reveled in my pain taking pleasure where there should be none chuckling at my pleas for father to stop, grinning at their mothers' horror and their fathers' silence; and all the while that cold, conniving, evil bitch that dares to pose as my mother simply stood by watching laughing along with my cousins but then again she was the one to demand it, this pain I was in. Why had she done it, what have I ever done to her to deserve this other than live, breathe. Hot tears stream down my face yet I cannot wipe them away fore my arms are broken and even if this hadn't been the utter binding pain would have continued to paralyze me. Why did they do this to me, they were my FAMILY !?
Hmph, I scoff this is my family they have hated me since the day I was born though I do not remember it clearly I remember it enough; I can still hear my mother, my real mother fighting for our lives and pleading especially for mine, "Please God, please save him, save my baby !" her voice was desperate and weakening and I remember being very warm then very cold and warm again it was not the same as before but it was close. I remember her hair it blanketed over me like a protective curtain from the cold but she was still in pain and then everything went wrong. she was fighting a losing battle but she didn't stop when she did I was in the cold again and I opened my eyes to meet the monster. He smiled an evil smile as we left my mother. I never knew what became of her and when I questioned her this is what fate has dealt me.
*Low shallow breathing*my eyes have closed on their own now. Why am I fighting if I give up the pain will stop, my breathing gets slower as I come to this conclusion, yes just give up stop the pain. My vision is starting to blur when I manage to open them again and the pain is lessening and for one of the few times in my life I smile knowing it's over, it's finally over my eyes close once more and this time I don't not fight it. I wonder what heaven looks like ?
"Fight," what was that ? "Fight this." it was a voice, a beautiful angelic voice of whom's I don't know,"Fight" why, what good will it do me to stay alive ?,"I said FIGHT damn it !" who are you, where are you ? "Open you eyes and see," once more my heavy eyes are forced open and gaze upon a sight so beautiful I cry; two women dressed in white coming toward me one looks my age and looks like me but the other is older and more beautiful that words could not describe. They stop at my side and kneel beside me the tears running down their faces were heavenly but very wrong, something that should not be on the faces of angels.
"Who are you ?" they look at me ...
*Yawn* I'm going to bed now you know what to do