I'm My Mother's Obession

Chapter 1 - Another day in hell

Katrina's POV

My name's Katrina Monroe and I don't what its like to be outside. I've never experienced the joy of swimming, playing in mud or other stuff that normal people do.

For the past 17 years of my life I have been held hostage; as I like to call it, by my mom who is abnormally obsessed with me.

Everytime since I was 14 I always asked my mom why I never got the chance to play with the other kids and she would always say to protect me.

I know you might be thinking oh she's repanzaul when in real life I'm nowhere near repanzaul. I've watched the movie before and tried to use her as a motivation to try and do that but it didn't end so well.

Flashback

I packed my things after watching Tangled determined to leave this horrid place.

I threw all my clothes in a bag and tiptoed down the stairs and to the front door.

Just as I was about to pull the door my mom spoke from behind me.

" Where do you think you are going ?"

" I'm leaving," I stated

" No you will not. It is dangerous out there and you won't survive a minute," she stated truthfully

" But I'm tired of living in here I want to be free like the birds in the books that you bought me," I tried to reason with her.

" This is the only freedom you'll  ever have now go back to your room, never let me hear you mention another word about leaving  and you are grounded," she said finishing the argument.

" What are you grounding me from, walking?" I asked sarcastically as I walked back to my room a whole lot less determined than I was before.

End of  flashback

Ever since that day I haven't attempted leaving again. I've thought about it but to put it in action seems like the hardest thing to do.

" Kat honey," my mom called breaking me from my thoughts

I went and opened my door to see my mom standing there with a new stack of books.

" I got these for you ," she said handing me the books.

" Thanks ," I said trying to the shut door but she puts out her her to stop me.

" Your birthday is next week what would you like to do ?"

" Same thing as last year," I answered in a bored tone.

" But you didn't do anything," she said

" Exactly," I answered putting my books on the shelf.

" What do you really want to do ?" She asked again.

I stopped packing the books and turned to her, " Do you really want to know what i want to do?" I asked her.

"Obviously thats why I asked," she replied

" Ok I want to go out and make friends and go to the mall get my hair and nails done eat a burger and do all the stuff people my age do," I answered her.

" Well I'm sorry I can't grant you that wish but look at what you have," she said spreading her arms around my room for exaggeration.

" Yes because I'm so interested in speaking to my books television and ma bed," I said with a roll of eyes.

She heaved a sigh and began to walk out my room, " I'll call you down for dinner," she said then she was gone.

I sat on my bed trying to think how different my life would be if I was able to go outside. I don't know anyone not even my dad all ive known was my mom.

She keeps saying this is for my own god but what good does it do me when I know no one or know anything.

Sometimes I wish I could voice these opinions to my mom but if I did she would just punish me and all a that.

I hadn't realized I was crying until a tear fell on my lap. I quickly dried my tears before my mom spontaneously decides to pop in my room.

After dinner I went up and took a shower then sat on my bed thinking that maybe one day I'll have my own prince who will rescue me.  

I actually laughed at that thought, that would never happen not even in a million years and besides I doubt you have princes doing that in the twenty first century.

And that was my last thought before I was sent into sweet slumber.

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