It had been a week since my mom last got abused, but she had gotten some hickeys over the week, it had been summer the worst time of the year for me. Everytime I came home from a good day, it would automatically get ruined when i saw these things, my mother so beautiful and intelligent,
With red hair and the greenest eyes that ive never seen on anyone. I admired her, because she was always everything i wanted to be, while I was skinny, my mom had the perfect curves, a tight waist, and the perfect legs, that would look perfect in anything she wore, her red, curly hair would fall down her back, while my average brown hair would be tied up in a ponytail, her green eyes would stand out so much, while my blue eyes were just common and boring, and she had fair skin with no freckles at all, while I had freckles on my cheeks and nose , I admired how beautiful my mom was, but hated how badly life always went for her.
