Chappie 8 My mom is watching over me
I was lying in my bedroom starring at the ceiling. I still had a scar from when I fell down the stairs. The memory made me shudder.
***Flashback*** "I had lost conscious when I'm guessing that Bakura probably carried me to some hospital. I woke up with a bandage on the back of my head and a brace over my ribs. It took me a while to notice that I was in a hospital room.
***End of flashback***
I sat up and walked around my room. I peered outside to take a glance at the full moon.
Sometimes I think of the moon to be the keeper of the Heavens. That the rays of the moonshines down on me just like my mother loves me.
My father thought it was foolish to believe that my mother even loved me. He only cared about himself. He never loved me and beat on my mother because she cared about me.
You see, I was supposed to be a boy, not a girl; I was supposed to inherit my fathers company but the plans changed after I was born. I was never wanted in this world. My father wished for a son not a daughter. My mother could care less if I was a girl or boy. She was the only one that fully understood my loneliness. My mother spent every waking moment with me. My father once got so angry and jealous of me that he sent me away to live at a boarding school. I was soon expelled for beating up this dumb blonde for tripping me down the hallway then calling me names.
After that he sent me to see a counselor. It didn't help. I lied and pretended that I was well. I stopped seeing the counselor after my mother had begged my father to.
A few years past when my mother died of lung cancer.
After that I was picked on, laughed at, and beaten upon. Finally, I ran away, just to be found at beaten upon even more. My childhood was a living hell. Now I'm here.
Now I have friends, now I have a decent place to live, now I'm not alone.
I started to cry. Soon I was asleep.
***Dream***
"- My mothers silky red hair ran through the wind. I looked down to see a younger version of me running toward her. Her heartwarming smiled comforted me. She wrapped her arms around me in a loving hug. I started to cry. But not tears of anger or sorrow, tears of memory.
Suddenly my mother vanished and the little girl was wearing a short, black dress. She held a single rose and stood before a gray tombstone. Everything was gray. Even, her thoughts.
She was crying but this time she cried of pain, suffering, and sorrow.
I walked over to the tombstone.
I looked then stiffened.
The tombstone read: "Rose Storm 19--to 20--" There was a little picture of a rose in it was a little message. I had to study it before I could make out what it said, 'To my dear daughter Nakthi, I want to let you know that I will always be with you even if you cannot see me but I will always be a part of your heart, Unless you push me out"
I dropped to my knees and cried softly, suddenly I heard a soft singing. I looked to see my younger self singing. It was the same song that I sang and my mother's last birthday. I listened.
" ...I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom to make it all better. I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom who will love me whatever. I want a mom to take my hand and make me feel like a holiday. A mom to tuck me in at night and chase the monsters away. I want a mom to read me stories, and sing a lullaby. And If have a bad dream, to hold me when I cry. O I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom to make it all better. I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom who will love me whatever, forever. And when she says to me she will always be there. To watch and protect me I don't have to be scared. O when she says to me I will always love you, I won't have to worry cause I'll know that it's true. I want a mom when I get lonely, Who will have the time to (?). A mom to who can be a friend and find a rainbow when it's gray. I want a mom to read me stories, and sing a lullaby. And If have a bad dream, to hold me when I cry. O I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom to make it all better. I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom who will love me whatever, forever. I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom to make it all better. I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom who will love me whatever, forever. I want a mom. I want a mom I want a mom to last forever. I want a mom to last forever. I want a mom I want a mom I want a mom to last forever. I want a mom I want a mom to last forever."
***End of dream***
That's when I woke up.
I was lying in my bedroom starring at the ceiling. I still had a scar from when I fell down the stairs. The memory made me shudder.
***Flashback*** "I had lost conscious when I'm guessing that Bakura probably carried me to some hospital. I woke up with a bandage on the back of my head and a brace over my ribs. It took me a while to notice that I was in a hospital room.
***End of flashback***
I sat up and walked around my room. I peered outside to take a glance at the full moon.
Sometimes I think of the moon to be the keeper of the Heavens. That the rays of the moonshines down on me just like my mother loves me.
My father thought it was foolish to believe that my mother even loved me. He only cared about himself. He never loved me and beat on my mother because she cared about me.
You see, I was supposed to be a boy, not a girl; I was supposed to inherit my fathers company but the plans changed after I was born. I was never wanted in this world. My father wished for a son not a daughter. My mother could care less if I was a girl or boy. She was the only one that fully understood my loneliness. My mother spent every waking moment with me. My father once got so angry and jealous of me that he sent me away to live at a boarding school. I was soon expelled for beating up this dumb blonde for tripping me down the hallway then calling me names.
After that he sent me to see a counselor. It didn't help. I lied and pretended that I was well. I stopped seeing the counselor after my mother had begged my father to.
A few years past when my mother died of lung cancer.
After that I was picked on, laughed at, and beaten upon. Finally, I ran away, just to be found at beaten upon even more. My childhood was a living hell. Now I'm here.
Now I have friends, now I have a decent place to live, now I'm not alone.
I started to cry. Soon I was asleep.
***Dream***
"- My mothers silky red hair ran through the wind. I looked down to see a younger version of me running toward her. Her heartwarming smiled comforted me. She wrapped her arms around me in a loving hug. I started to cry. But not tears of anger or sorrow, tears of memory.
Suddenly my mother vanished and the little girl was wearing a short, black dress. She held a single rose and stood before a gray tombstone. Everything was gray. Even, her thoughts.
She was crying but this time she cried of pain, suffering, and sorrow.
I walked over to the tombstone.
I looked then stiffened.
The tombstone read: "Rose Storm 19--to 20--" There was a little picture of a rose in it was a little message. I had to study it before I could make out what it said, 'To my dear daughter Nakthi, I want to let you know that I will always be with you even if you cannot see me but I will always be a part of your heart, Unless you push me out"
I dropped to my knees and cried softly, suddenly I heard a soft singing. I looked to see my younger self singing. It was the same song that I sang and my mother's last birthday. I listened.
" ...I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom to make it all better. I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom who will love me whatever. I want a mom to take my hand and make me feel like a holiday. A mom to tuck me in at night and chase the monsters away. I want a mom to read me stories, and sing a lullaby. And If have a bad dream, to hold me when I cry. O I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom to make it all better. I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom who will love me whatever, forever. And when she says to me she will always be there. To watch and protect me I don't have to be scared. O when she says to me I will always love you, I won't have to worry cause I'll know that it's true. I want a mom when I get lonely, Who will have the time to (?). A mom to who can be a friend and find a rainbow when it's gray. I want a mom to read me stories, and sing a lullaby. And If have a bad dream, to hold me when I cry. O I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom to make it all better. I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom who will love me whatever, forever. I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom to make it all better. I want a mom that will last forever. I want a mom who will love me whatever, forever. I want a mom. I want a mom I want a mom to last forever. I want a mom to last forever. I want a mom I want a mom I want a mom to last forever. I want a mom I want a mom to last forever."
***End of dream***
That's when I woke up.