"....My father was nice,...caring...he never felt ashamed of me........he loved me,...unlike mom..."
He sighed a little after, his voice was quiet and small...it didn't really fit his size.
"She was a whore. Telling everyone I wasn't her child and just babysitting me...she always denied the fact that I was her child...she always tried to kill me...she was pure evil, sometimes I wonder how she found such a non-judgmental, caring husband..but it's love right?"
He smiled a little, his teeth were sharp...when he was saying this his voice was weird like he was genuinely curious, but eh....lets brush it of for now ;)
Heh, for sure for sure……. ;)
“…Well, your “father” for sure gave you the attention you needed.. Listen, whatever she had done to you, forget about. I know it’s harder than said done, but.. she can’t hurt you anymore. Your in our care now.. and well, she’s unable to get to you, isn’t she?”
He smiled a bit, and kinda held his hand to his side, you know, just.. “kinda” joking?
(Sorry, I was trying to get the homework done with my best friend savannah and my brother was grabbing knives and showing off cause thats what my brother does everytime. And since I was yelling loud they heard me on the meeting so someones mom came in and well I got off-)
YES IT ISSSSSSs :)
"Ah-You name it, threatening, hitting, calling me names no one wants to be called, terrorizing me, and lastly...touching me in places I don't or didn't wanna be touched."