My cousin Stephanie was once a good person until she would to university! That had corrupted her morals. I don't know how but she started wanting money and particularly from my cancer ridden grandmother, who is too weak to give a sh*t! That being said she was always going to my grandmother, asking for money as if you were some crackhead and she was also going around selling whatever jewellery my grandmother may have given her! It was pretty sad. I decided when I learned about this, and I was going to disown her! Not that we had I got relationships, but taken advantage of physical,y weaker or disabled people! That is f*cking low! She was alway ps until my grandmother's last breath was seeking out money! On to realize that the woman was dead! And still she got my mom's opals and other upsetting occurrences just for money!
To be honest, if she were an Navajo and I was a Navajo shaman, I would've said that she was a Skinwalker, for the simple reason that she was crusted morally and was heavily seeking money! I could understand if she was a drug addict, that I would have some sympathy.....but when you are too privileged to get a fucking job! I find that this is offensive to me! As for the shaman, I am a baby shaman and a Siberian one at that! I am the sister ethnicity of the indigenous people of North America, only we did not cross the land bridge!
But really text me off about my corrupted cousin is that she seems to not care about the condition of the person physically or mentally she just wants your money. She is an manipulative and psychopathic, maybe even sociopathic as she was a horrible human being. She always wanted wanted wanted wanted and never would get and she would get most of the time from her idiot parents, but she didn't do very much with her life except go to school and want, want, and more want. Like a f*cking kindergartener at the dollar story! I mean come on! And that is the honest!
My mom would always make me invite her to my parties, my friends and I did not like her! That being said. Their freak of nature radar was blipping! And loud!
She was a spoiled little human BM, how she was known as human is beyound me! She was psychopathic to squeeze my grandmother to death for money! Really, W.T.F. WOULD YOU DO THAT! I was a bit of a yakuza since grade 8, and from being in martial arts and honour and success don't originally ( with the yakuza) be a status symbol! It was behaving properly and protecting and serving the weak and the innocent! Something of that code of honour, had stuck with me to the point I call my self a human being! That yakuza code of honour and conduct is really the true meaning of being human!
What the f*ck do you call a leach who asks cancer patients for f*cking money for her r*tarded schooling, a scum bag who want get a job! So privileged that she will be on disability......hmmmm! Something tells me she has a real disability the only disability in there world not being able to feel real emotion, dead inside and unable to thing of others! Those are real disabilities to be honest with you! If you can feel joy and anger and sadness and everything in between, and have a soul.....you're not disabled! Not soul.....disabled! And I find that the people that are my relatives don't possess a soul!
-T.M.
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Short Story****not for the Watty's ***** Some emotional and spiritual and funny moments that happened in my life in short story formate will be sending Some of these off to chicken soup for the soul books! ( at least the ones without swearing of course). B...
