The Story Of The Forgotten Child (Short story)

Chapter 1

I dedicate this to blue_maiden one of my most admired writters :)

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Hi! I am Nathaniel Dela Cruz. A half American and Filipino. I am 7 years old. And currently studying at Magsaysay elementary school as a grade 2 student. My mother is Mrs. Norriene Dela Cruz. I ever knew my father. Grandma told me that he left us alone here at grandma's house when I was born. That's why mother held a grudge against my father. And she also hates me because I looked like my father just like what she always says when she scolds me.

But I get used to it. Cause I really understand her.

And I'm here walking home with my friend Lucy. We just got ourselves a high score after that quiz back a while ago.

"Hey Nathan. Wanna come and play?" She asked.

"Nah! I better show this first to mother I know she'll be glad for it." I answered.

"Okay! Be seeing you tomorrow!" She waved her hand while running towards the playground we used to walk by when we came from school. I also waved back and started walking straight from home.

"Grandma! Grandma! Grandma!" I shouted while getting my shoes off at the door.

"What is it? What is it?" She asked with a big smile walking towards me.

"I got a high score! Look!" And I showed her my paper.

"Nicely done grandson. Did you cheat?" She asked.

"Of course not! I've been covering my paper for the whole time." I answered with pride.

"Haha. I know you did. Go and show it your mother." She said. I just nodded and I ran towards her room.

"Mommy! Mommy!" I shouted while running. Then I opened her door and found her sitting on the isle of her bed looking straight to her cabinet's mirror.

"Mommy! Look! I got a high--"

"Will you f*ck*ng shut up?!" She cut in. I was pretty startled at her. But I calmed myself down.

"Mom look I got a--"

"I said you f*ck*ng shut up!" Then she threw her pillow towards me and that made me stumbled back to the floor. I held my butt high cause it hurts.

"Mom." I said and holding back my tears. Because I don't wanna cry in front of her. I promised myself I will stay strong for us.

"I don't want you here! Get oooouuuuut!" She yelled once more and threw me all her pillows. I scrammed out of her room and let out a big sigh,.

'I wish she gets over it. Its been 7 years.' I whispered.

I went to my room and get myself suit up for household chores. Yes! In this age I have to work also because grandma couldn't do all the work all by herself. She is too old for those. I do all the cleaning while she do all the cooking.

"Hey grandma!" I greeted at her when I saw her slicing some vegetables.

"Hey grandson." She said and putted down the knife and walked towards me. She must've seen my duck face so she came to accompany me.

I used to wear my duck face when I got problems or got scolded by mother.

"I'm sorry about that. I know deep within her she appreciated your efforts." Grandma said while calming me down.

I smiled at her. "Thanks grandma." I said. She smiled back.

"Can you help me here?" She asked. I nodded and began helping her.

"Mom. Dinner is served." I said outside her door.

"I said go away! I'm not hungry!" She yelled.

"But mom. You'll starve to death. Please eat?" I pleaded.

She suddenly opened the door and my heart was pounding fast. I was nervous. And a little bit happy cause she finally opened up for me.

But as I smiled at her, I saw her eyes glaring at me. That moment I realized she is going to do something cruel again so I can't stop my knees from shaking like I'm going to pee on my pants.

"You stubborn kid! Why won't you listen!? I said GOOOOO AAAAWWAAAAAYY!" Then she kicked me hard on my stomach and I went flying towards the wall.

I felt my stomach was like going to come out of my mouth because of the pain. I tried to stand up but I failed. I bit my lower lip because I can't bear with the pain anymore.

"If you don't want more of that stay away!" Mom said and slammed the door shut.

"Grandson!" I heard grandma exclaimed and saw her running towards me. She helped me to stand up and I did not permitted her to carry me cause we might stumble down.

She helped me sit down on the couch.

"She has gone too far. Wait here. I will talk to her." And she suddenly stood up but I grabbed her arm.

"Grandma. Please don't let her be. Please?" I pleaded. She sighed and nodded.

That was not the only first time mother laid hands and feet on me. Sometimes she gripped me on the neck or pulled me by my hair. Worst she almost drowned me in the bathtub. She always make me suffer but still I love her. She's the only parent I have. Although, I have grandma but mother is the best.

"Tomorrow is anther day." Grandma said. I nodded and smiled widely.

"Good night grandson." She kissed me on my forehead.

"Night grandma." I said and we covered ourselves the blanket we have.

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