My parents weren't always the nicest people but I always loved them.Mother got mad at me for being such a pain and asking when we were going home from church,it was already 1 am.She rambled on about how annoying and horrible I was and at home I was never like this.Father did the same when I tried to see the keys in his hand to look at the stuff attached.I didn't care though I still loved them no matter what they said or did because they always said they're doing this because they love me.
Years late later I still love them a lot even though Father is now gone.Mother had a schedule and a list of needs prescribed from her doctor.I gave her the pills she needed every day,we were having lunch and it was time for her to take her pills.Mother threw a fit about how the pills always tasted horrible and didn't want to take them.I calmed her down and got her a glass of water to take with her pills she soon gulped them down.As I heard her choke and airways close up from the poison I laughed,this is what I had been waiting for.Finally,after these years of suffering I was free.Her last words were "you brat." until her eyes closed the last things she heard was me saying "I'm doing this because I love you." just like she said to me every day of my life.
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Mini Horror Stories
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