I was 18 when I found out what happened to my mother, the words lay heavy in my stomach. She was the victim of a car crash. If only she wasnt so determined to make the trip so quickly, all because of me.
I found out my mother's name shortly after hearing her incident. Her name was 'Alisson Barkley' and hearing it was almost as beautiful as hearing her voice. Betty had said a lot of horrible things about my mother, that she never loved me and that I never deserved anybody's love. I knew she was wrong, but I was sick of hearing it. I left that shithole at 18 and had no intentions of looking back.
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Every Day Was The Same
Misterio / SuspensoA short story about Ben Barkley, his horrific childhood and where his life has taken him.