Mesages from her never fails to ruin my day. I grab my things and throw them in my handbag with quite a bit of force, as if each object did me something wrong.Why does she ALWAYS have to do that? It's bad enough that she left me alone, but why keep up the pretense that there was still something between us? In my mind, there's nothing now. Nothing.
I snap my bag shut. Yes, you understand perfectly. One wound that I carry with me perpetually is loneliness. At a young age of five, an age when I was old enough to remember everything, my mother left me and my dad in a She left me alone.You might be wondering who am I staying with?I am CURRENTLY living with my housemaids and drivers.Currently because my mom might change her mind again and send me to someone.Just like my auntie when I was 10...
Flashback:
"Honey, do you want to live with your Aunt Andrea?" my mom asked me.
"Sure mom,I want to get closer to their family too."
So my mom kissed me goodbye and the driver took me to Aunt Andrea's house.
When I first entered, Auntie immediately asked one of her housemaid to get my stuff and bring it to "my room." She welcomed me and treated me nicely.Auntie never had kids buy she was two dogs who are treated like children.After how many years mommy and auntie had an argument about business matters.So,mom told me to pack my stuff and we were going back to our house.I did not want to go because I treated Auntie Andrea as my own mother,although my mom forced me to go.When I left I was in tears so was Auntie Andrea.My mom pulled me to the car and told the driver to take us away.After that incident,I never got to contact Auntie Andrea.
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I just remembered that maybe I could visit Auntie Drea.I instantly got ready and called my driver to prepare the car so that we could bring my cat "Olivia" with us.Luckily, I do not have anything scheduled today.I did not tell anyone that I am going to my aunt's house.Why?
Because, my mom forced my aunt to never contact me again.
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Finally, we are here.Her house looks the same.When I rang the doorbell, Auntie immediately opened the door.However, when I came to view ....
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