Asshole an autobiography

Hatered

My mother has never been a mother.

Let's have a little look at what she did.

1.)she Took me to other guys' houses while still with my dad.

2.)Cheated on my dad while they were still married.

3.)Told me she should have aborted me.

4.)Sold my puppy.

5.)Abandoned me at home alone.

But I'm more focused on how I started Hating my mother. Yes, I said HATE.

My mother loves to go to clubs and pretending she's still 21.

So one day my mother was getting ready to go clubbing. My dad finally arrives home and see my mother getting ready. He says nothing and continues to go shower.

When my mother left I knew something would go down that evening. Before she left she said "I'll be home before midnight" so I look her word for it.

11 Hours later

4:00

My mother finally arrives home drunk as a skunk.

She sees I'm still awake and tells me to go sleep, I respond with "you told me you're going to be home before midnight and what is that smell" as my mother proceeds to say "that's alcohol" as her eyes moved from left to right, not making eye contact that's when I knew.

My mother was cheating on my dad.

I knew for a while so I investigated.

My parents were both at work and I was home alone, I crept into my parents room, I start looking for my mothers handbags, I scratched until I found them, I start looking through one by one, the second bag opens and condom packets, empty condom packets fall from her bag like a feather from a bird.

My eyes widened in shock, suddenly my mother comes home, I rush putting everything back where it was I run to my room and pretend to be sleeping.

My dad gets home from work 10min later and my parents start arguing, me not knowing what it was about I start thinking "did my dad find the packets".

I pretend to wake up, I walk to my parents' room and see my mother getting ready again.

I ask her in a concerning voice "why do you go out so much do you just want to get away from us. Why even want to start a family if this is what you are going to do... Act like a parent." My mother gets mad and tells me to get the fuck out of the room. She starts yelling, My dad hears the commotions from upstairs . I stomp my feet and start crying.

My dad runs up asking what's going on and we both reply "nothing."

Fast forward a few days my parents are arguing about my moms' habit and suddenly my parents are silent, I hear a voice say, "I want a divorce"
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My mother was never there for her family she only cared about herself.

THIS is why I HATE my mother.

Chapter 2 (Coming Soon...)