dear mom,
i let aaron come inside my house.
he looked around our house
and he said it how it looked really nice.
he then asked me where dad was and i stayed quiet for a split second.
daddy would usually leave, mommy.
sometimes he would come back really late,
every time he did he always smelled of vodka
and smoke.
"my dad's out buying food and clothes.
he'll be back soon!
in the mean time, make yourself at home."
i explained to him with a smile on my face.
he smiled back and said okay.
mommy,
him and i are all alone now.
i feel really nervous mommy!
i feel really scared too!
what do i do?!
i was going to say something when suddenly he said something.
i was confused for a split second when he chuckled and repeated himself.
"what's that?" he asked.
i told him how it was my gift from daddy.
he smiled and hold me how it looked cute.
mommy,
he thought mr.raccoon was cute!!
mommy, is it bad by any chance that right now,
i'm freaking out and making this weird noise?
you know the sound a mouse makes!
love,
ann
scribbled on other arm while trying to contain herself from full blown squealing.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Mom,
Storie brevia girl sending letters to her mother. {lowercase intended} Short Story #131 on 6.4.14 cover created by @modestmuslimah
