"Momma, why do you call some girls rotten apples?"
I remember the feeling of my mom gently running her finger through my hair.
"Because some girls are pretty on the outside, but some can be ugly on the inside."
I turn around and held onto her pinky finger, giving her a curious look.
"What does it mean to be ugly on the inside?"
She gave me a small smile and placed a motherly kiss on the top of my head.
"Being ugly on the inside means that someone doesn't have a good personality, and that person has the desire to hurt the people around them to make them feel bad."
"Did you used to be a rotten apple Momma?"
"No Vanessa, because your father took very good care of me, and he loves me for who I am. He loves mommy because mommy was a well behaved girl."
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The Girl Who Couldn't Speak ✓
Short StoryMama told me that I was a beautiful girl when I was little. Mama said that I had the prettiest tan skin, soft wavy black hair, and the most enchanting emerald eyes. She always called me her bundle of joy. Then she got very sad when she told me that...
