behind the shadow part 1

behind the shadow

 i'm alice.summers coming up in a couple of weeks & i'm being sent to my lost,selfish birth fathers house (for all summer).i always thought to myself that my father did love me & what he said was now in regret,but i guess i'm a little bit wrong.my father disowned me when i was only two.

when my mother was pregnat she kinda kept it to herself as she was at a young age,she thought she could handle me on her own.but just like a secret you can try & keep it but theres nothing stoping it from coming out.her so called 'secret' started to become noticeable & it wasn't long till dad found out.

mum had thought that he would be angry & hate her for the rest of his & hers life when he found this news out,but at first he was not shocked like most guys are,he was automatically happy.they were in deep love & he couldn't wait for me.

when i came he seemed to smile even more.all i remember was his eyes going all watery & his misty face turning so bright.he shone to me & i love it.

the whole year he spent with me was always like i was only born yesterday,& when he looked at me it was as if he had never ever seen me before,as if i was glowing or something.

but ever since then he looked depressed & sad.he tryed to look happy,espesilly at my 1st birthday.but it faded at the end.by the time my second birthday came around his face was expression less,he didn't even try to look happy.

at the end of the party he held & glimst into my pearly wet eyes.i was waiting for a lovely comment but nothing.he droped me.time faded as i fell,my mind was twisted & Boom i hit the ground.i could see his legs walking out of the room.no sound.it was silence.

my mind was cleared & i could feel my heart crack just a little.suddenly the silence broke.i could hear my mother yelling as she ran into the room,slowly picking me up i could feel her tears fall upon my silky pink bow & slowly drip down onto my face.ever since then i was kept away from my father & he had left me anyway.

i was told this by my grandmother.grandma seemed to know alot about our family & our relationship was huge (between me & her) as i was the only one child left.

now your proberly thinking she's the mother of my mother but no she's the mother of my dispicable reckless father.grandma has never met dad,even though its so hard to belive but its true.

the story is that when grandma was pregnat she was young to,it kinda runs in the family,she was on her own & at that place in  time they were taking away children from young mums in there teen years.he was vanished from her.at such a young age she didn't know how to react so she didn't go to any drastic measures to find him or anything.

as the years passed the goverment had asked if any of these mother who had their wonderful young kids stolen from them wanted to reunite.grandma was more the pleased to have a chance to meet her boy.she figured he'd be in his teens so it would be hard to talk to him (she thought) cause grandma was very young minded at her age.

about 2 weeks before this event she was sent a letter from the goverment reading hello marry,we are very sorry to inform you that your son has declined your invite to meet him at this extrodernery event.

her heart was shattered....i mean you would be.it was like to her losing her son,even though he wasn't dead yet.she wore black ever since,a bit like queen elizabeth the something.i guess it was a sign that she was sad or depressed or something like dat.but everytime i saw her she seemed bubbly & happy as hell,i guess it was her coverup.

well,anyway back to the story.....so my lost mother has told me that for summer i spending it with my father.apparently she was going to send me to bootcamp or some disfuctional camp,but she oviously denied all of this as she does love me very much & would never want to hurt me (so i thought)...