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I had a miscarriage today. My son Tashiro was plotting something indeed. He pushed me down the stairs today. I hit my head and fell on my stomach. I would've died if it wasn't for my second youngest son Johnny. I wish he did not help me. When Agust found out he was enraged. We got into a fight over it. I tried to protect myself to the best of my ability. Me being the weakest of us two both physically and mentally. He didn't help tend to my wounds afterwards. He left me there. He abandoned me. I was bloody and bruised. He doesn't love me. He never loved me. All the torture he put me through. I believed him. Now I know his true intentions. I will make him regret his mistake.

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