Chapter 3- My Things

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December 7th 1972

After mama died the day after papa, they decided to put there funerals together. I under stand that they were married and all, but I don't like it one bit, I hate papa and I love mama, so i'm going for mama. I would never in my inter life want to go to papas funeral, but I will always go to mama's.

 About an hour after I woke u from my after non nap, I got ready to go to mama's and "papa's" funeral. When I was almost done getting  ready I went down stares and I said

"mama."

hoping for words.

"yes dear."

"mama, is that really you."

"Didn't I tell you. God said that I could talk to you. Silly don't you remember."

"I thought that was a one time thing."

"No silly. But you have to make me promise."

"Of course mama." I replied back. 

"You can never tell a single sole that I can talk to you, they will think its a lie, and that I mind corrupted  you. Okay."

"Okay, I promise."

"good. I have something for you, that the police took."

"really."

Of, choice, i have something for you. Go down stares in the dark room with no lights, and in front of the door, it will be there."

"couldn't you put it somewhere else. wait what if you are a scary person in my home, what if...."

" i'm not , I was just being silly, its actually on the kitchen table."

I didn't even say a word. I ran into the kitchen , and i saw her neck less that grandpa wanted to give to her on her 21st birthday. it wasn't that long ago. it was about 5 months ago. grandpa died the day before mama's birthday. it had to be the worst birthday of her life, and mine, because grandpa was really like a papa to me. papa was gone a lot. he cared more about his job then his family. papa never came home. papa never really loved me. I don't know way but i promised papa not to tell mama about his other 3 girlfriends and 2 other wife's. When this came to my mind I said.

"Mama."

"Yes Ashley.'

" I keep a secret from you that i wish i told you, but if I did, I would have been beaten."

"What do you mean."

"This is going to be really hard to take in."

"Go on." mama said.

"Papa didn't really love you."

"I know, but i mean at least he didn't brake my hart by cheating or anything."

"Mama, your wrong. Papa had 2 more wife's, and 3 girlfriends."

"I know that know, But I don't have to see papa no more an I don't love him no more. so I don't care, at all. the last time I will ever see him is today. dead in a casket. knowing that he is a selfish lair that wanted more love to brake more girls harts."

"mama your going to have to see there harts be broken at the funeral when they see your body and ask about it."

"I know, but that's not whats bothering me."

"What is." I ask mama

"seeing my body for the first time. I'm scared to see my body, and I don't want to see it, but i want to be there for you because I love you."

"I know mama I love you to."

when i was walking t the funeral mama told me.

"Go back home, know."

"why."

"Because you need to trust me, Go Home."

"Okay."

I ran as fast  as I could, then i saw a man with a gun.

"mama, what o u do."

"go to him, I sent him here to help you, go to your room and pretend to sleep, when he touches  you with his hand he wants to help. okay."

"Okay."

I went into the front door and ran up stars before he came in the house. i lade in my bed and put he covers on me.I then hear slow foot steps.I heir him stop, then keep walking. he came back i felt a gun on my head, and stayed still. then a hand shaking my arm. 

"were are your parents huney."

"My papa died and i'm glade. my mama died and she dies of cancer last night. what time is it."

"its 7, But don't you have know parents."

"no."

"Tell the man you are hiding." mama tells me."

"i'm hiding." I tell the man.

"okay,Do you trust me."

"yes you the the man." mama tells me to tell the unknown man.

"Yes I trust you."

"Okay then, follow me."

so I did. we walked out the door and he bong me to a 1968 AMC Javelin. it looked pritty cool, it was red, were only 2 people could sit in it. you could do donuts for days in this thing. it could go so fast, I love this car. The inside was so cool to. it has a bright red sets and steering well. its way cooler to see in person. I didn't know if i should trust the man, but mama told me that i have to, so i'm going to.

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