Bitter Baby Mama

Some years later:

Hey y'all it's your girl Kori. Yea, I'm dead and have been for a while. I guess Houston got the last laugh because I am in Hell. My Hell is watching everyone live their lives and their lives are good, which sucks. I can't touch them, nor talk to my son and I do miss him so much.

It seems like he is happy living with Houston and that bitch, who he married. Now they have a little girl name Madison, and everyone thinks she is so beautiful. I have to be honest and say that she is beautiful, but this should have been my daughter.

I never told Houston that I was pregnant twice after Dallas, but I got an abortion each time. I didn't know who the father of my children was, so I decided to just say fuck it and get rid of them. Actually, I didn't want Dallas to begin with, but I knew that I had to keep Houston, so I gave him a child, even if it wasn't his.

One of the hardest things to watch was when she formally adopted my son and he adopted hers. My son, the one I gave birth to, was standing there smiling and he actually called her mommy. That shit hurt so bad.

Now he barely asks about me and I have to see this forever. At least he goes and visits my mom and sister. They don't even talk about me to him. It's like I never existed to any of them.

Speaking of my mom, she is still living in the same apartment. She has been getting out more and even found a boyfriend that she thinks no one knows about. It's crazy because they have been together since before I died, but she couldn't see him much because she always had Dallas. I didn't feel bad because that was her grandson. She should be happy that he was here.

She was the one that begged me to not abort him. It's a shame because she knew what I was doing and yet she forced me to have him.

Ashely is living her life. She has gotten married and having her first baby. But you would never believe who she met and married. The same doctor that told me about her Aids. The sexy ass doctor actually married my fucking sister. Talk about Karma. I have to watch all this shit go down.

Asia is still Asia and still getting high and drunk. She lost all her kids but of course she didn't care. Every once in a while, they bring me up, but it's mainly to laugh at me getting Aids from Big Les, who later everyone said was fucking men for money along with Sam. Bitch ass nigga. I hope he is getting bad Karma too.

I thought after death I would be seeing some fancy white light or some shit. Nope I have to walk around and watch my so-called family live and be happy without me.

I guess Karma gives what you give it. I wished I would have listened to that while I was alive, then maybe I would have had better Karma. Uggh! Well I have to go now. Remember that your Karma will happen to you when you least expect it to. I hope yours will be better than mine.

See ya!