We were driving back home and I put my head against the window. It was raining now, a perfect reflection of how I was feeling. I was crying and my whole day just felt crappy.
My mum rubbed my thigh and told me it would be okay, but would it. I just felt so bad, my chest was heavy and my face was salty with tears. I didn't want to cry yet again I was still crying. My mum got up straight after I walked out and looked so unhappy too. That's another thing about my mum she was ever so sensitive and she was one to empathize with you."Mum," I called out to her still looking out of the window gloomily. "promise me you'll never leave me." I let out a coak. "I promise." No more and no less she gave me what I wanted, to feel wanted. I felt like a toy nobody played with, I felt like old news going away with the years. I closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep, but I couldn't what he said hit deep, bone deep. That's why.. Did he mean to say it to me on purpose? Why would he say such a thing. So many thoughts were going through my head. I was at maximum capacity. Overload.
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AcakA girl who has to go through the daily troubles of having an african parent. She tries ever so hard to meet her parents standards and expectations (her mother in particular), but at no avail. Everything she does just seems to be wrong.You are a use...
