A New Life
Chapter 2:
I sat holding Torch until I was also asleep. My Long brown hair
cascading down in front of My son's face. She shifted having hair tickling
his nose. Death Sighed, knowing in here heart I wasn't who I appeared to
be. She picked up the sleeping two Yr. Old. and laid him in his bed Leaving
me in the rocking chair with a blanket. She went back to bed. When I woke
I found no Torch I freaked. I frantically searched for him and called his
name looking everywhere in the house. I spotted Death in the kitchen and
asked where My son was. she Smiled and pointed to the couch. I seen My
two year old son watching cartoons.
My search was over. I smiled and sat on the couch next to him and
he looked at me and then started crying. I hugged him and said It was all
right but he didn't answer just kept on crying and it hurt me to hear his cry.
It made me feel like a mother who can't take care of Anyone. Death came
over and picked him up and I ran into My room crying knowing He wasn't
mine anymore. I curled on my bed tears rolling down my reddening cheeks.
Why was this happening to me? Hadn't I been a good mom? well I guess
the answer was no because he wasn't crying anymore. I got dressed and
left still crying.
I had a make-up bag in one hand and keys in the other. I started the
cars wiped my face and took off. That night I didn't come home till one'o
clock in the morning. Death Lectured me but I wasn't listening. I did it again
but this time I got drunk. Luckily I'm like a sober person when I'm drunk. I
went home and got another lecture. So again I did it getting drugged up
and Drunk. I did it over and over again until I was lost in the world of drugs.
I forgot about life, My son, and my friend.
I stuck one of the nicest people with the responsibility of my son and
my life. Soon I got so Bad I almost died. I ended up in the hospital. A
Yellow '63 Ford Mustang ran into my parked car, It crushed the whole
passenger side and almost me. Luckily no one was hurt. When I got home
Torch wouldn't even look at me I felt like a bad mother. I felt worse then
that. I knew I was the worst mother on earth not giving him any attention. I
never wanted a Son, Never wanted my life. But when your raped into
something I guess you have no Choice.
Life was scary Torch wouldn't go near me wouldn't look at me.
Wouldn't even pass my door. If I tried to touch him he screamed and cried.
I felt even worse. I felt Suicide was the best thing at this point. I tried it
more and more. I really wanted to make Torch happy. and If it included
dieing then so be it. Maybe then He would be satisfied. I was a mother
trying to please the world. Let alone her child.
Chapter 2:
I sat holding Torch until I was also asleep. My Long brown hair
cascading down in front of My son's face. She shifted having hair tickling
his nose. Death Sighed, knowing in here heart I wasn't who I appeared to
be. She picked up the sleeping two Yr. Old. and laid him in his bed Leaving
me in the rocking chair with a blanket. She went back to bed. When I woke
I found no Torch I freaked. I frantically searched for him and called his
name looking everywhere in the house. I spotted Death in the kitchen and
asked where My son was. she Smiled and pointed to the couch. I seen My
two year old son watching cartoons.
My search was over. I smiled and sat on the couch next to him and
he looked at me and then started crying. I hugged him and said It was all
right but he didn't answer just kept on crying and it hurt me to hear his cry.
It made me feel like a mother who can't take care of Anyone. Death came
over and picked him up and I ran into My room crying knowing He wasn't
mine anymore. I curled on my bed tears rolling down my reddening cheeks.
Why was this happening to me? Hadn't I been a good mom? well I guess
the answer was no because he wasn't crying anymore. I got dressed and
left still crying.
I had a make-up bag in one hand and keys in the other. I started the
cars wiped my face and took off. That night I didn't come home till one'o
clock in the morning. Death Lectured me but I wasn't listening. I did it again
but this time I got drunk. Luckily I'm like a sober person when I'm drunk. I
went home and got another lecture. So again I did it getting drugged up
and Drunk. I did it over and over again until I was lost in the world of drugs.
I forgot about life, My son, and my friend.
I stuck one of the nicest people with the responsibility of my son and
my life. Soon I got so Bad I almost died. I ended up in the hospital. A
Yellow '63 Ford Mustang ran into my parked car, It crushed the whole
passenger side and almost me. Luckily no one was hurt. When I got home
Torch wouldn't even look at me I felt like a bad mother. I felt worse then
that. I knew I was the worst mother on earth not giving him any attention. I
never wanted a Son, Never wanted my life. But when your raped into
something I guess you have no Choice.
Life was scary Torch wouldn't go near me wouldn't look at me.
Wouldn't even pass my door. If I tried to touch him he screamed and cried.
I felt even worse. I felt Suicide was the best thing at this point. I tried it
more and more. I really wanted to make Torch happy. and If it included
dieing then so be it. Maybe then He would be satisfied. I was a mother
trying to please the world. Let alone her child.