It was Friday. The worst day of the week. The day my mother leaves. It happened every weekend. She disappears for two days and comes back asthough nothing happens.
I make my way toward my room. Lorenzo greets me at the door. The same situation unfolds. He nuzzles my neck and I find myself sneaking back into to my room.
I got the bath started and sank myself in.
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"Charlotte"
"Charlotte"
"Charlotte"
"Wake up"
I heard the same old whisper. My mind searches everywhere.
"Charlotte"
"Charlotte, how's my baby girl?" I heard it again. I got out the tub and put some pj's.
"Charlotte!" The voice returned. My fathers voice faded out as I made my way to the kitchen.
"How was work?" I remember him asking. The scene unfolding in my head. I left before it was too late. I grabbed the door knob and felt Lorenzo's breath against my neck. I hear the deepness of his voice echo "It's a good thing your mother found me out in the street. She won't be here tomorrow or the next day. You know what that means" he said, his face looking all innocent. I rolled my eyes and made my way to my room.
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Clueless
Short StoryMany people go around and live their life. However we pay little attention to the details that are missed every single day. Clueless is a story about a girl named Charlotte that is afraid to speak up. Her father left her mothers a mess and she live...
