I’m 14 years old living a frustrating life. My father just recently went to jail for 25 years for killing a man, and my mother passed away from cancer of the Brain. I’m living with my Aunt in New Mexico. It was the only place I was able to go since those terrible things have happened. I have no other family members or friends that I know. I have a job at the local supermarket bagging food items, but I need something in my life. I need something that will save me from this terrible matter of events. I need love.
Ever since I moved here to New Mexico, everyone has treated me like CRAP. Even my dear Aunt Beth. As soon as I walked into her home she said, “Go somewhere else. You are not wanted here.” I looked at her with rage, but I still tried to show my pride. It was the only thing I had left. But why? Why would she act like a stranger to me? She offered to take me in to her home. The past 14 years of my life have been a bunch of trouble ever since I was born. My Father never cared for me, and he would always hit me. Even if I tried my best to love him like the father he’s supposed to be, he would still hate me.
My mother on the other hand loved me, as Mary loved Jesus. She spoke to me in the soft, beautiful voice that she has had for years. I remember, when I was just 2 years old, she used to cradle me in her arms even when I did the worst things. She did that since she passed away. The last thing she said to me was, “Never give up on your self. Don’t stop believing. I love you.” From there on, I stuck to that. I never stopped believing that some way, some how, I can find the light that leads to happiness. So far, I got a job, but that doesn’t really count. Actually, it doesn’t count at all. Hmm. Maybe I need to get away and explore the wonderful world that’s out there. Maybe I need to stop listening to my Aunt, and to my mother. Maybe I need to find someone who does care for me. That is exactly what I’m going to do.
