Well, i was bored and had nothing else to do so decided to write a new story. I know, i never finish my old ones, but they seem to lose intrest.This is the beginning, let me know if you want to read more!
Somehow I feel at peace with myself when I’m here, the beach is as peaceful as it gets. When I’m here It’s kind of like a whole weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Im only one person, and I can’t control the world. But sometimes I feel as if mom wants me to. As if she thinks I am older than I am, and as if she thinks I can do more than I actually can. I can’t. I can’t take care of a 3 year old, and a 6 year old. That was her responsibility when she put herself in that situation to get pregnant, and I can’t be a stay at home ‘mom’ at 16 when they aren’t even my kids. I have school to go to and a job to keep money coming in. Sometimes I think she forgets we are here. She walks in the house, throws off her shoes and goes to bed. Just expecting me to clean, wash clothes, take care of Cassidy and Michael all on my own. They don’t understand. Especially Michael. Michael was mom’s pride and joy until she resorted to unthinkable things that she does. Yeah, Of course we used to be normal. Up until we were left with just us 4, it was when dad left. When dad left mom, he didn’t want anything to do with us. His own 3 kids. I was first, then was Michael and now there’s Cassidy. The waves crashed against the rocks, I glanced around to the water. Tt was so clear, it’s like you could just see right through it. Kind of like me. I think mom knows I can’t do this, and im scared because I’m only 16 but she knows its easier on her this way.
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