Thu Jun 18, 2015 10:33 am by 
Chapter 1: I Will Always Remember My Mother
Reminiscing, I remember when everything was perfect. We would go on family walks, always go to parks to spend time together. It all changed when I turned 10. Everything went downhill. It all started just before my birthday party…
Flashback:
My lovely mother, Dilylah, was in the kitchen baking my cake while I was on the computer; my father had just come home from work. When he walked in the kitchen all hell broke loose. I cried as I listened to the breaking of glass, yelling, screaming, and cursing. The screaming mostly came from my mother as my father. Shawn beat her; the rest of the noise came from him. I moved to a corner in the computer room hoping that he would stop soon. After all the times he beat my mother it was never this bad. I knew I had to do something, I got up from the floor and went into the kitchen. There was food, flour, and glass everywhere. I tried making him stop but he would just push me down. The last thing I remember was the smoke, the thick, black smoke. I started crying as my father dragged me out the house without my mother. As the swinging door swung, I saw my mother lying on the kitchen floor, motionless, and her face left with the expression of abuse. I wiggled out of his grip but he grabbed me again. I screamed and cried for him to go back for my mother just in case she lived through the beating, but being the bitch that he is, he tightened his grip of me, and told me to “SHUT UP OR YOU WILL BE JOINING YOUR SORRY ASS MOTHER!!” He made me watch my own mother, who brought me into this world, burn in that house. When the cops came, all they found was her burnt, limp body. They didn’t find the signs of abuse or the scars that she hid with make-up. They didn’t know that she always held a beautiful smile on her face through all the bullshit he put her through. He let her body burn with the house to free himself from murder. All the cops said to him were, “You’re lucky you both got out in time.”
I remember every night like clockwork; he would come home from a late shift at work and at the bar, beat my mother, and then rape her…right in front of me. She would always tell me, “Son go to your room” or “Baby it’s OK just go to your room, I will be in to tuck you in later.” At that age I knew I couldn’t do anything to stop him from hurting my mother. Call me a coward or wimp or whatever, but I knew if I ever so much have questioned him about why he beat my mother, I knew it would be hell to pay. After that night he murdered my mom I made it my mission to NEVER be like Shawn. In my eyes he wasn’t a father to me.
Growing up, I was under the influence of abuse, but now I am under the influence of success. My childhood was not a joy, but in spite of this I decided that I would not become a victim. I will ALWAYS remember my mother voice when she said, " I may not be here to see you become rich and famous but know that I will always be in your heart"
End of flashback.
Ok. I have been working on this for about a year. I know there are no names in this chapter but his mom and dad but I promise the cast will come. EVERYONE will be revealed. PLEAASE LEAVE COMMENTS IF YOU LIKED IT AND ALSO IF YOU KNOW SOMETHING I CAN DO TO MAKE IT BETTER LEAVE A COMMENT, I PROMISE I AM NOT PERFECT AND I KNOW THIS
Last edited by heatRAE! on Fri Feb 18, 2011 12:47 am; edited 14 times in total
haha
