I am trying so hard to not be hurt about the fact my mother had let another one of my animal go in the book of death. Except this time it broke something in me. It finally made me realize that everything that I have ever loved has been killed, down talked or taken away from me by her. I want so badly to come home and see my Deva or Neno there to greet me as I have grown accustomed to, but I see that will never happen nor will I have peace of mind with her in the house with me. As much as I am afraid of being alone because of the past break ins I am even more afraid of what may happen to if I continue to stay there in that house with her.
Why did it have to happen like this?
Why did it have to happen like this?
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